As she placed a plate full of food in front of Cristian, Ashly's question hovered in the air. Despite the fact that it smelled wonderful, his stomach curled up so tightly that he doubted that a bite could go in.
"Oh, I was just saying to Cristian about Isaac's first puppy." Faustino laughed. “Would you want to hear? I don't mind repeating myself.”
“Please, no,” Isaac muttered, but there was no happiness in his low voice.
“I enjoyed it.” Lizella laughed and glanced at her daughter. “It was adorable and courageous.” Cristian's gaze was instantly drawn to her.
“Wasn't it?”
His heart pounded against his ribs with force. Isaac was sitting too close, and the faint fragrance of his perfume was making Cristian dizzy. Play your role, don’t let them see through you. Don't tell them anything.
