Madison Point of View

I opened my eyes with contempt when I saw the figure of Francisco in front of me, I squeezed the suitcase and looked at him defiantly.

"But what the hell are you doing here, Francisco?" "I felt my hands tremble because of my nerves.

"Love please, it's been a long time, it's time for us to talk, we can't go on like this.

I shook my head in disbelief at what he was saying to me: Love? Time for us to talk? Damn shameless cynic!

"What are you talking about, Francisco? I have nothing to talk to you about, nothing at all I want you to...