Chapter 54

Making Up

Ezekiel and papa are talking near the view of the buildings. They were both holding wine and talking intensely. Don Juanito left us at the table. I'm not ready to be with Ezekiel again, as we haven't spoken yet. But I can't even talk. I can't face him.

Things are going to change.

"I'm confident in my son's decision." I sighed at what Don said. "I know him. I'll also admit that I didn't like what I heard. We haven't fully recovered from the sad tragedy. But I also don't want to stop what my son wants. I hope it doesn't happen again. "

His voice was cold, and I couldn't change the intensity of his stare. All I could see was pain and anger. My fault. I was too numb and irresponsible. I trust you too much. Things that taught me a lesson.

"I-I apologize D-Don. I'm sorry."

"Not to me but my son's."

Papa and Ezekiel had just returned.

"I just want to talk to my daughter first." Dad glanced at me. My forehead furrowed. I can't get wh