Martina
We step out to the entrance of the hall. Vincent helps Eliza into his car with Miguel's assistance.
Eliza is a bit dizzy, and Vincent looks very worried. I start to have doubts about what's happening with her. I never knew anything, only what Mrs. Marie told me tonight.
I refuse to speak with Vincent; I can only see that he's a good father to our children. Despite that, our relationship is non-existent. Now that I've finished with the event, I can start looking for a place for myself and my children. I will feel more at ease away from everything associated with him.
"Mar," I hear him say, and I lift my face to look at him. I was so lost in my thoughts that I stayed here without needing to be here.
"This is not a good time," I speak, and he sighs heavily, placing his hands on
