Chapter 102:
Carlos's Point of View
I repeated her word with a tone full of wonder, while my features reflected a feigned confusion:
"Randomly?"
I sat up on her bed, resting my palms behind my back as I watched her beautiful confusion, and continued confidently:
"Never... I choose my friends with extreme care, and by standards that not many can pass."
Julie raised her eyebrows defiantly, crossing her arms over her chest in an offensive stance:
"You say you are my friend yet you don't know me, and I don't know anything about you."
I smiled, feeling a desire to break this deadlock between us. I began listing facts, counting them slowly on my fingers:
"My name is Carlos... I am forty years old... Mexican by origin and heart, I love all spicy Mexican food... a businessman, unmarried, and I have no children."
Her gaze fixed on me in wonder, as if she were expecting something more mysterious or terrifying, then suddenly... her laughter broke out.
