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Chapter Fifty One

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Chapter Fifty One : Trip To Spain Three

Veronica’s POV

The next few days were a whirlwind of activity, as Bruno took me on a grand tour of Madrid. He was determined to show me the city's charm, and he spared no expense in making sure I experienced the best of everything.

We started each day with a leisurely breakfast at a quaint café, sipping coffee and nibbling on pastries as we planned our itinerary. Bruno was always impeccably dressed, his tailored suits and designer sunglasses making him look like a movie star. I, on the other hand, was dressed in stylish outfits he had chosen for me, feeling like a princess in my designer dresses and high heels.

Our first stop was the Prado Museum, where we spent hours marveling at the works of Goya, Velázquez, and El Greco. Bruno was a knowledgeable guide, pointing out subtle details and sharing stories about the artists and their subjects. I was fascinated by his passion for art, and we spent hours lost in conversation about the paintings and
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