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Carina's POV "No, it's fine." He put on a smile. "Is that what you were wondering when you stared at me for quite a long time." "Yeah," "Well, I'm half-breed." He replied as we were heading for the exit door. "I'm Mexican and Arabian." Oh, that means I was correct with the word 'Arabian'. Now I know why he's so handsome. "So, you're Muslim." "My parents are Muslim, I'm Christian." "Sounds interesting. Why choose Christianity." "Funny but my ex-girlfriend made me a Christian, now I can't go back. Like I'm stuck there," He chuckled softly. "So, why are you in Maldives?" "I moved here with her, for a short vacation." "May I know why you broke up with her? "I didn't break up with her." He took in a deep breath and sobbed. "I'm sorry, I'm asking too much qu