Rosa tried to calm her beating heart that was beating madly from the moment she got into the taxi, She was scared that it was too late and she had pushed away that he had enough of her.
Will he forgive me?
Will he give me another chance?
These two questions have been repeating in her mind fearing the answers when that time comes.
Rosa looked outside the window car, The rain was pouring heavily washing away everything with its pure water.
The traffic was its rush hour. Everyone was waiting in the long line of cars, waiting to get going on their own separate ways to go back to their families and loved one.
Looking at her watch, Rosa noticed that she is going to be late, If she is going to wait more than she won't be able to catch up with him, Looking at the rode Rosa thought about something for a moment.
The company wasn't that far so if she would go there by walking she would arrive there faster.
