Chapter 84

I don't know how many times I forgot to breathe today but I had to do everything I do in a day in just two hours. At what time did I tell him that I did want to go to France? After tripping over a pot, hitting my little finger on the desk, throwing soda on myself and forgetting to drink coffee, I'm on my way to France wanting to sleep but Santiago won't let me because he's working so am I.

It's a nice afternoon that welcomes us at the Paris airport, it makes up for all the work I've done today. I'm excited to arrive, so excited that I hug Santiago and he frowns at me.

"We don't come here for a walk, we come to work," he mentions, that last word in pauses, Santiago the killjoy as always.

A limousine is heading us somewhere, I look out the window, not coming to this city for so long until I see that something has changed. The driver and another uniformed man get out of the limo and go to where I think the suitcases are, Santiago gets out of the limo holding the door for me to get out, a
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