Chapter 11

A few hours seemed to pass by, Anabel was bored out of her mind, she was hoping Carlos wasn’t outside her room. She wanted to walk around by herself and think more about what she was missing.

Slowly opening the door, she looked in both directions, but he wasn’t in the hallway. Her stomach hurt worse this time, but she didn’t want to call for Carlos, she would find the food herself.

Walking down the hallway, it opened up to a bigger room, people were eating, Anabel could smell the food cooking, she followed the smell until she came to a small café.

“Hi can I help you?” a small man came around the corner. “Oh, you are Anabel.” He said pointing at her. “Carlos asked me to prepare one of your favorites.” He said handing her a tray. “I just finished cooking it, so it’s nice and warm.”

“Thanks.” She said taking the tray and walking over to an empty table. She slowly ate her food, she knew what it was. It was some kind of Mexican meal, she wasn’t picky.

“So how’s your food?” Carlos said sitt