Before the conversation could turn into an argument, Denise took control of the situation.

“How about we all go to the garden? I’ll have breakfast served for everyone.”

“Great idea, Mom,” Eloá said, a little nervous.

Everyone nodded and started walking toward the backyard. When she saw her father move away, Eloá approached Gael and gently touched his face.

“I can’t believe you ended up like this because of me,” she whispered, her heart aching.

“I already told you I don’t care what happens to me