Catalina POV

“Why did you bring her here, Mateo?”

Mateo? Wasn’t his name Matias? Also, ‘her?’ I have a name!

“Papa,” I breathed, but my heart dropped when I saw his expression. He looked sickly, pale, and gaunt. It seemed like he hadn’t eaten in days.

“Long time no see, Rodri,” Matias… Mateo?... greeted Papa. He extended his hand for a handshake, but my papa wouldn’t return the ...