Carlos bent down to check her ankle, noticing it was slightly swollen.
Fiona, seeing the concern in his eyes, broke down in tears, pouring down her face. "Carlos, you still care about me, don't you? You still love me, even though you're married, right?"
Carlos stiffened; memories of his time with Fiona in college flooded his mind all at once. They had both sweet and bitter moments together.
He couldn't help but finally ask the question that had been weighing on his mind for five years, one he had later convinced himself didn't matter. "Why did you leave me?"
Fiona held onto him, crying her heart out. "I'm sorry, Carlos! I'm so sorry, my dear Carlos! I was left with no choice. Your grandfather pressured me. If I didn't comply with your grandfather's demands, my entire family would have.
