Adriana's POV

I was in my bedroom, laying down, still thinking about what Diego had said. It would be hard for me to cope with Mr Emilio staying here.

I had managed to escape from him a year ago, but I never imagined I would meet him again; so soon.

I twisted and turned on my bed countless times, unable to come to terms with the information.

Hours had passed, however I still didn't want to come out of my room. I didn't know if Diego and Emilio were still in the living room; I wanted to ...