CHAPTER 17

ARABELLA HERNANDEZ

I didn't remember last night while crying when did I fall asleep. In the morning I was preparing breakfast lost in my thoughts about what Diego said last night. I know he was angry and Dad too said that he has no control over himself when he is angry but I can't stop thinking about it. Fine, I agree it was my fault but he could've told it in a better way rather than yelling.

Someone came running and switched off the gas knob, I looked beside me it was Deby.

"Where are you lost, Ara? You would've burnt the food."

I shook my head "I-I'm sorry I was just thinking something."

She placed a hand on my arm, scanning my face she asked "Are you okay?"

I nodded "Yeah." Saying that I focused on cooking the food.

The maids served the food on the breakfast table. I was talking to Deby about a few things when Dad came and took his seat at the dining table.

"Good morning Ara." He greeted.

I smiled and replied "Morning Dad."

"So what do we have for breakfast today?"

"Pancakes, egg