Chapter 13. Concession

“Haven’t you figured it out, or are you playing dumb?” He asked. I swallowed hard. “No, this is not happening,” I thought loudly.

“What... what do you mean, Vicente?” I asked as he leaned back in his chair and drew a deep breath.

“Can I ask you a question?” He said and went ahead without waiting for permission. “What is your true reason for living in this house, Rose?”

What's with the question, I thought as I watched his serious expression. I had never seen Vicente like this, looking all serious.

“I saw you and Valerio the other night, when we had a small feast,” he said as I stared at him as if I hadn't heard him the first time.

“You like him?” He continued.

“No, Vicente. That's not—”

He stood up abruptly, cutting me short. “You should pursue him if you do, Rose. I guess I liked the wrong person. I’m out of here,” he said and turned to leave as my heart twinged in despair. Was Vicente trying to confess to me right now?

He stopped and turned to look at me. “You want us to live like a