Ximena 

I got up from bed the next day with a raging headache, I was still pissed from what had happened last night and the air that hovered around me was that of great anger.

“Ximena, father did what he could, you wouldn't return home that’s why—“ Xena tried to explain as I made my way to the bathroom.

“Really? That was the best way he could convince me? By lying and making me crazy with worry?” I retorted with anger.

“You’ve ignored their words for six ...