“Mommy, who were you talking to?” She walked further inside the bedroom in slow yet heavy steps, my heart beating heavily against my chest as she walked and kept her gaze on me.
I started getting nervous and jittery as I thought about who I could tell her I was talking to. I didn’t even know when my phone had slipped from my hands and fell to the floor. How could I have been so careless while talking to Antonio? I could easily tell her I was talking to Constanza, but I don’t know how long she has been standing there, listening in on the conversation. And she also knows how angry I am at Max, so I couldn’t say his name either, and there was no way in hell I could tell he eh was talking to Antonio. I’ll be crazy to say the truth. There was only one thing to do, and it was to lie, as usual.
