Vincent
I arrived at Eliza's house, and as she always does, she greets me with a smile.
"Dania," I say upon seeing her sitting in the living room with Eliza. I don't know why, but Dania's off my list of favorite people.
"Vincent, it's nice to see you, how are the…" She falls silent, and I assume she wanted to ask about my children. Dania knows that Eliza's health depends on her emotional stability, but it would be best if the truth were known once and for all.
Eliza looks at her confused, then turns to hug me. I care deeply for her, but my feelings have changed. I no longer feel the same way about her; my love now is with my family—the one I built while I believed she was dead.
We move to the table for dinner, and it pains me to maintain this deception.
"Eliza, what did the doctor sa
