Franco
Amelia is sitting on the sofa at her house, and Lily is in her arms like a little girl. Both are crying silently, while I am in the armchair in front of them and Juan Luis is standing by the window looking out at the garden.
"Is no one going to say anything?" Amelia asks, wiping her face. I feel terrible. I feel like I hurt the purest thing that has come into my life. All because I couldn't control myself.
"I... want to apologize. I wasn't fully aware of my actions. I had been drinking, so I thought everything that was happening was a figment of my imagination."
Pena snorts audibly from where he is and turns to look at me with hatred.
"Are you saying you fantasized about being with my daughter?" He asks furiously, but I don't know if it's wise to answer him, as I don't have a s
