The only person who could affect her mood was Carlos!
All the models had the company of boyfriends and they brought them all kinds of gifts, fruits and drinks, which made them very happy.
Among them there was also Adriana’s boyfriend, Marcos, who greeted Micaela…
Thinking about this, Alba frowned.
“It seems he still has a crush on Micaela…”
But at that moment, Micaela acted very normal, because she knew that Carlos didn’t like the hubbub, so she didn’t come to the scene.
-Micaela, didn’t you ever call him? -asked Alba suddenly.
She rarely did because she didn’t need to. He was always by her side…
Alba looked at Micaela, took the phone she had in her hand, found Carlos’ number and dialed it directly, handing it to him as she murmured:
-He’s your boyfriend, you can call him whenever you want. Even if he’s busy, he’ll answer your call first!
Then, Carlos’ phone had not been answered.
How embarrassing…
-Micaela, don’t think too much, he might be very busy.
Micaela repressed the restlessness in her heart and nodded.
Back in Barrio Fanslan, when Micaela pushed open the door, she thought she smelled something different in the house. She turned on the lights, changed her shoes and entered, then was stunned.
In front of the floor-to-ceiling window, where the flower stand was, a black grand piano stood, as if waiting for its owner.
”When the program ends today, I will give you a gift.”
Carlos’ words echoed in her ears.
-Wow, what a great piano! -Alba exclaimed, pulling Micaela forward.
-Your man is very good. Let me see, he’s from Fracimon Nation. Is he sent by plane? How incredible!
Micaela became very excited as she looked at the black and white keys of the piano.
-Do you want to play a song?
Micaela sat down, but instead of reaching out, she whispered:
-Alba, you know, I don’t know how to play.
Alba had an incredulous look on her face:
-You’re not kidding, I’ve seen you play several times. Most of the pictures on the news yesterday showed you playing the piano with your eyes closed and your face intoxicated….
-Yes, I have to close my eyes every time, I can’t even find where the keys are with my eyes open.
Alba was puzzled.
-I think it’s because I loved playing the piano as a child, and there are a few pieces in my head, so I can play them with my eyes closed.
She looked at Alba, who was standing off to the side.
-Maybe when I get my memory back, I can play with my eyes open, and I can remember all that music theory.
Alba nodded and said confidently:
-When you finish the contract, let Carlos take you to Fracimon Nation and recover your memory.
As she was about to speak, the phone rang.
She was startled, thinking it must be Carlos and hurriedly picked up the phone, which showed a number with no name.
Alba glanced at it and said:
-This number has called several times today, you were on stage, so I didn’t answer because it had no name. But it’s calling again, so I think it’s someone you know.
The number sounded familiar too, so he picked it up.
-Hello.
A male voice came from the other end of the line.
-Micaela, don’t you have my number?
She thought about it for a moment and then asked:
-Are you Javier?
-It’s me. I saw your live broadcast today, you’re great.
Micaela blushed slightly:
-Thank you…
-I had asked for flowers for you, but the security guard stopped me, saying that fans are not allowed to give anything away.
Javier felt really helpless when she was stopped outside and no one answered the phone. This must have been ordered by Mr. Aguayo, because he saw another model’s boyfriend walk in with something….
Micaela thought so too, even more embarrassed, and made up an excuse:
-It’s probably a company rule.
Javier naturally said another topic:
-Can you walk on stage now, your body should be fine?
-Well, I’m fine, thank you.
-I’ve added you to my WhatsApp. You are going to accept me.
Micaela was not paying attention, and blushed a little:
-Well.
-When are you free to have dinner with me?
Javier’s voice was light and he seemed happy.
Micaela also became cheerful and answered:
-Well, I need to invite you to dinner. Thanks for helping me last time.
The other side of the phone was silent for a moment, and said softly:
-Micaela, I’m glad I was there that day -and added: -So, is it okay to make an appointment for tomorrow?
“I wonder if Carlos is free to go together tomorrow.”
Nevertheless, she agreed:
-Yes, tomorrow afternoon is okay?
After specifying the exact time, they both hung up the phone.
-Is this guy your friend from high school? -Alba asked curiously.
Micaela nodded and said:
-He was at the scene when I had a car accident the day before yesterday, and he was the one who took me to the hospital.
Alba thought about Carlos saying he would invite her to dinner, and the inexplicable coldness she exuded towards him, and couldn’t help but feel:
-Did Carlos also ask if it was because of Javier that you accepted Marcos’ pursuit?
-How do you know?
-Because I thought so too. Could he be related to Marcos? Why do they look so much alike?
-I don’t know, maybe you can ask him tomorrow.
Alba stopped thinking about this matter of the past.
“Javier must like Micaela. But now he has no chance left.”
-Micaela, go upstairs and take a shower, you have two days off. And we need to go back to the university the day after tomorrow.
Micaela got up, closed the lid and looked at the piano for a while before going upstairs with Alba.
-The day after tomorrow is the graduation ceremony?