Chapter 17

Rose has been sitting on the ground. Legs crossed with her head bowed down and her face covered with a mess of hair. She has been in the same position for hours, gazing at the pool water since Nacho brought her home. Without talking, hiding at the back of the condo. Eyes swelled from weeping. What is she going to do? She is bearing the child of a man who used her timelessly.

The man she is bound to due to circumstances only. A broken man who is not fit to be a father.

And most importantly the man she isn’t in love with and vice versa. How is she supposed to bring a child into this world when her world itself is collapsing? Basically, living like an agent or criminal. Not a conducive environment for a baby. This is not how she pictured becoming a mother.

Nacho stands behind her. She is more than a mere job. And Leonardo made it quite clear when he said he doesn’t want a single scratch on her. “I talked to Leonardo, and I didn’t tell him anything...You either do it or I will.”