Diego De Luna, Over My Dead Body
"I know it's shocking, hijo. Honestly, this wasn't your father's idea. Your father has never meddled in your private matters. This is the Kenwood family's way of dealing with your father."
My jaw tightened. I rested the back of my hand on my hips and let the air out in silence.
"Patricia is beautiful and perfect. You know her well, as she's been part of your childhood."
Patricia El Kenwood is like a goddess, but not my goddess.
Yes, we grow up as our family is close. The relationship between my mother and her parents is great. We used to hang out, but after I moved to Dalton and she moved to Switzerland, we no longer stay in touch.