But his face did not vanish. He remained the man that she had left behind, not to forget, but what? She could not even answer her question. She guessed she was not sure if she deserved a man like him.
"Hey, Mister," Favio shouted at the man standing silently before them. Just like her, he seemed transfixed as he stared into her face. She did not doubt that despite her disguise, he still recognized who she was.
She remembered he was used to the different hats, wigs, glasses, and makeup she used to hide her identity. Her appearance would not fool him even if she tried hard enough.
"I found her. Thanks again for the food." Favio broke the silence that surrounded them.
"Hey, Adam." She finally greeted him, deciding not to keep up with the pretense. "Thanks for helping Favio." She said, finding nothing else to say to him.
