"Ernesto? What are you doing here?" Camila exclaimed, stepping back.

Ernesto's face practically fell. "What are you doing here?"

"This is my aunt's house."

Ernesto frowned. "What—"

"Do I know you?" Jose's voice cut in, sharp and immediate, as he emerged from behind Camila, placing a hand on the wall right behind her, subtly blocking her path.

His eyes locked on Ernesto. "What do you want?"

Ernesto's gaze darted from Jose to Camila. He didn't reply immediately, and Camila could see the ...