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Carlos frowned, pausing mid-sentence and the way his muscles seize up, I can tell he is stressed.

“Is everything okay?” I ask, placing my palm on his forearm.

“It's just Mom. She wants to talk,” he says before unbuckling his seat belt and getting out of the car. By the time I unbuckle mine, he is already opening the door for me and offers me his hand.

“Thank you,” I beam, taking his hand and we begin walking to the front porch of the mansion.

“Are you in ...