Adriana's POV

The drive to Diego's mansion felt surreal. My heart pounded with a mixture of nerves and a strange, exhilarating hope. My babies, nestled in their car seats in the back, were sleeping peacefully.

“Are you nervous?” Juan asked, glancing at me, then back on the road.

“Not really. I just haven't been there for a long time. I'm skeptical.”

He smiled. “Everything will be alright. I trust that the future outcomes there will be good.”

“You're just trying to convince me to ...