He looked at me with those huge, tired eyes, still attentive to any change in my voice…

The garage gate finished climbing and I already had Sofia behind me, with one hand clinging to my belt and the other squeezing the edge of her pajamas fakher

I didn’t think. I opened the door to the room wide so that Camila couldn’t lock us up.

I heard his steps across the room. Low heels. The rubbing of your keys. A pause.