When Tara laid down on the guest room’s bed that night, her thoughts were spinning and spiraling wildly. She could only consider herself lucky she had snatched the attention of a man such as Antonio, who was not only a man of the world but also several years her senior, and thus, much more mature than she was.
And yet, from what he told her, he seemed quite enamored with her, and had been so for a few years already - like her. But while she tried to forget about him at each and every turn, not missing a chance to go on dates, even though said dates were never really a success albeit not entirely unpleasant too, Antonio had nurtured his feelings, and kept an eye on her and sent her beautiful roses and a card each year for her birthday.
What was she to do? Could she give in to him? Sure
