Virginity in second marriages by Angela

Right in front of Frassica, these two joined hands and headed for the exit, she was hurt that it was her initiative, and it was Manuel who dragged the girl with him. Frassica's face darkened, then he turned to his mother and smiled sarcastically.

"I told you, such a man cannot be alone, unless he has some special and extravagant hobby."

- Even I didn't expect it, said Hortense stroking her daughter on the shoulder, there were rumors that the daughter of the Rossi family is very fat, I couldn't even think that he would fall in love with a fat woman! Who knew she would turn into such a fragile beauty, she became so pretty.....

"It's true that girls really do change."

Concluding her words, Hortense sighed. "Don't worry, stupid," Hortense looked at her daughter and continued, full of you, you are the most beautiful here, let's go change our target. Let's see, is there anyone else here worthy of you?

...

Angelica left the stage accompanied by Manuel. Leaving the place where all eyes were on her, Angelica finally felt relieved, breathing in the air of freedom, her body was able to relax. Before Manuel pulled her toward him, she was blushing, but now she held his hand with confidence:

Manuel, I am so tired.

At that point, Manuel knelt in front of her and whispered, "Lift your leg."

Angelica, not understanding why, lifted her leg, Manuel, firmly took her ankle in his hand and felt:

"Hold on to my shoulders."

- A?!, - Angelica only had time to put her hand on his shoulder when her shoes were taken off her foot.

Despite the fact that Manuel very carefully removed her shoes, Angelica continued to squint in pain. The shoes were new, unworn, and her skin was very delicate and thin, so her feet were injured, it looked scary.

Don't wear these shoes anymore if you don't have to." Said Manuel dejectedly.

Okay." Angelica obediently replied, "Today is an important occasion, I'm fine, it's not particularly painful."

With this he was about to put his shoes back on.

Manuel held her ankle, depriving her of the opportunity to move.

"Your feet already hurt, do you want to make them even worse?

"But if I don't wear... - Angelica hesitated, but then said, - well, give me the shoes, I'll go barefoot, it's quite clean here, there should be no glass. "

- Until you were an adult, you asked every day for me to carry you in my arms. Now you have grown up and, on the contrary, you are embarrassed by it," Manuel looked straight into Angelica's eyes, sharply uttering those words

Angelica blushed and did not respond.

There was a reason why she did not want to be carried.

The dress she wore today was a gown, and it was a halter style, with a strap so thin that Angelica had been worried from the moment she put it on that it would suddenly break, even though the designer had repeatedly told her not to be afraid, that it would not break so easily, and to trust his skills.

But it was Angelica's first time wearing a dress with such thin straps, and with the length of the dress, she was still very concerned.

"Get up, I'll take you to the parking lot," Manuel said.

"No need," Angelica turned away frightened, "I will wait for you here."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I'm not afraid of anything at all." He replied

She was just thinking about the fact that she was now dressed in an inappropriate outfit, what if the strap broke? They looked at each other for a moment, suddenly Manuel took off his jacket and with it covered Angelica's snow-white shoulders, protecting them from the flow of air.

"Wait for me here."

"All right."

After that Angelica watched Manuel's figure fade away, the smile in his eyes fading, despite all her efforts to avoid him, the incident with Livia kept playing in her mind, it simply would not go away.

She could not understand what had gone wrong and why Livia had suddenly broken up with her. She had earlier assumed that Livia no longer wanted to be her friend. Thinking about it, he suddenly realized.

that he pays too much attention to these experiences because someone else's soul is black.

But everything really happened in reality.

That day, the day she came of age, he gave her a really huge gift.

Immersed in these thoughts, Angelica suddenly felt tears welling up in her eyes, sighed and quickly wiped them away with her hand. There is nothing to cry about, otherwise Manuel will worry about her, and she only soothed him. Angelica immediately threw her head back and began to blink quickly, wanting to stop the flow of tears that had gushed out. A moment later, Manuel arrived.

The car stopped right in front of Angelica, Manuel, as always, was a gentleman: getting out of the car, he opened the car door to help her. Looking at the passenger seat, Angelica froze.

"What is it?"

I remembered what happened in this place last time - Angelica tightened her pretty lips, then got into the car.

Hearing this statement, Manuel stopped, squinted slightly and said sarcastically: "It was so long ago, do you still remember?

Angelica fumed, "I don't have Alzheimer's, of course I remember."

Manuel looked at her for a moment, closed the door and walked around the car to return to the driver's seat, leaning over to fasten her seat belt, he whispered, "Some bad memories should be forgotten, they shouldn't accumulate continuously in your head, do you think your brain is a dustbin?"

The words were really just a way of telling Angelica not to remember the bad memories, but as she savored them, something did not feel right.

He stared at Manuel.

"Are you saying there is garbage in my head?"

Manuel was taken aback by this question, he could not even think of such a thing, but after such words, he really grasped this meaning. Before he answered, Angelica punched him in the chest, but the blow was weak despite the jewelry on his arm. Manuel grabbed her wrist,

"I didn't mean that, don't think about it, I was wrong. Just let it go! Don't be angry, okay?"