Amira’s and Xavier’s passion for another burned higher each time they reunited after a long day of work. Angel Luis, who was spending the weekend at the house, was rambling happily while sitting obediently at the table of the living room. Amira was listening, a soft smile on her face. She didn’t understand much of what he was saying, seeing as he spoke too quickly for her still, but the bits she did understand were endearing. He was speaking about his mom, the possibility of them becoming friends…
Yeah, as if!
Gena had made it abundantly clear that she didn’t approve of Xavier’s union with Amira, not that the couple needed her approval. By some miracle, it seemed like she hadn’t tried to poison her son towards Amira. And for that Amira, was thankful. It implied that the woman had some
