Saintilia POV
“How can you not have a boyfriend when you are so pretty?” She asked, smiling. Her subtle way reminded me of someone that I couldn't place at the moment.
"Rose, I wish you had interacted with me in a more sincere and heartfelt manner. This meeting was a planned one wasn't it? Tell me, was it Emilio who asked you to approach me?”
“Why would you think that?”
"I just thought being honest might help you get the results you're looking for. In this small place, everyone knows everyone, and It's my first time seeing you. I don't think we met at the festival like you said. You already knew I live with Emilio, so why not be straight with me?”