Three hours later my phone was done charging I quickly switched it on dialling the number again but there was no response the line was off. Dang it. I sighed throwing the phone on the bed and then looking at the life size drawing of my dear Raima that hung on the wall opposite my bed.
I had redrawn it on a bigger paper and then hung it on the wall. It served as a daily motivation that one day I would find her and claim her as mine.
I was looking at the drawing when my phone suddenly rung. It was her dad calling
"Hello.." I quickly picked it up.
"Who are you really?" He asked me in Italian
"Sir my name is Hugo Ventrigo but you probably must know me as Raul and that's just my guardian's name. I am Raima's mate and I would really like to talk to her if she is available please." I said.
