I took off my jacket and sat on the small armchair. My mind was processing everything Yaniz had told me. I felt like I was living in a movie. Suddenly, I didn't know how to act. My chest ached at the thought that we could have had a child if I had protected her better. We would be parents now, but that baby no longer existed, and it was something I had to live with.
The next day, Jhon arrived with a small suitcase. He already knew who was there and didn't say anything because he knew his place, but his look was different. He knew he didn't agree with her being here when my wife was at home, but I couldn't explain it at that moment. I asked him to wait for me a few minutes while I got dressed, and then we would go to the company.
When I entered the room, Yaniz was waking up. She looked at
