Caliana's POV

I woke up the next morning with puffy eyes, showing how much I had cried. The door opened and I didn't have to remove the covers to know it was Juanita. The young girl's cheerful voice was enough to tell me, she came to tell me that breakfast would be ready in twenty minutes.

I got up as soon as she left and took a shower, I wore a low-cut dress and fixed my hair and makeup most adhering, before I went downstairs. I hope they don't eat breakfast together too. ...