Chapter 7. White Flag

Theo

"I can't believe this happened," my indignation was beyond measure; I never imagined such a story. "But thinking about it... well, I remember a time when my father traveled, and my mother was in charge of everything. I remember her locked in the room with Ruan, and at night, I heard him lamenting to Bianca, but I was much younger, and I didn't know if it was about this."

"Yeah... I moved on with my life, had other loves, enjoyed American parties, and graduated. My parents always supported me in everything."

"I was still too shocked by that story, but Rodrigo quickly changed the subject. He was very outgoing, and soon we seemed like childhood friends.

'We talk about everything, except one thing,' he said, taking another sip of his wine. 'Let's talk about love. Are you single, married, or widowed?'

I stared into his seductive gaze as he licked his red lips. His hand rested on his face, and he smiled sweetly. I swear I could easily fa