Alberto will be here in a few hours.
After five years, he'll come down to the Miló hotel once more.
Ever since I saw his name on the list of reservations, I keep going back over the evening I met him.
It was the day when I rebelled against the rules and put my job and my future on the line.
Yet today I still don't know if Alberto guessed at my role in the episode that involved him. Nor would I be able to say if he ever knew my name or could remember my face.
I only hope that what I did for him was not in vain after all.
But what's the point of wondering too much.
He'll soon be at the Miló.
I'll soon know.
[to be continued...]

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