Queenerri

In a city, in Central America, Honduras to be precise, there lived a young girl named Queneera. Left alone by her parents in an accident, she was raised by her aunt.

Her life journey was never easy, until she finally married a man named Benjamin Duncan, a plantation owner who recently took over his family business.

Her life with Duncan never went smoothly, if happiness came, sorrow immediately followed. How long will Queen, Queenera's nickname, survive as the wife of the city's richest plantation owner? Or, will a loveless marriage eventually run aground in the middle of the road?

The mystery of the death of her parents also reveals many secrets that have been kept tightly by her aunt, Clara.

QUEENERRA

This morning as usual Peter picked up Gwyneth, although he did not meet Mr. Wallmer because the man was taking a leisurely stroll around the house.

Gwyneth got into the car with the sunglasses she kept covering her eye area. "The sun doesn't burn your face in the car, why keep your glasses on?" Peter asked.

"It's fashion." he replied curtly while avoiding Peter's direct gaze.

"You cried all night huh?" Guess Peter.

"Damn it, how do you know." Gwyneth annoyed.

Peter chuckled "Usually girls wear sunglasses to cover puffy eyes, it's just that they are creatures too prestige to admit it." said Peter.

"Are you heartbroken?" Guess Peter again.

"Stop talking and it will make me feel a lot better when you're quiet." Gwyneth said.

"Joseph and I are going today." he said.

"How do you know?" Gwyneth took off her glasses and looked at Peter. "You intimidated Joseph so he decided to leave?" Gwyneth protests.

Joseph Duncan - Airport