Amalia saw the boy and her heart began to pound in her chest, she couldn't help it and ended up squatting down in front of him.

″Hello, I'm sorry I hit you, I didn't mean to. You are a very handsome boy, to have such a beauty, surely your parents must be as beautiful as you. Nice to meet you ″she extended her hand″. My name is Amalia Corona.

″I'm Marco,″ the little boy responded to her greeting, feeling the softness of her skin, and inhaling her sweet scent, it was the richest fragrance he had