MAIA SOLIS
The next day started awkwardly when a huge car stopped in front of our small house. Damon has been keeping journalists away using security guards, whose cars I spot on both sides of my street. It's strange knowing that I'm being watched at all times, but at the same time, it's comforting. I am scared Aunt Lucia will be wrapped up in this, so I didn't say anything and didn't complain to my “fiance”.
“ Maia, there's a huge car in front!”
“I saw! I'm going, Auntie. It could be Dona Sophia.” I say, adjusting my dress, pretending that she is responsible for the ride.
“Come on, I'll walk you to the car.” She states and follows me.
“Be careful, do your work and come straight home.”
“Alejandra will help you at the flower shop today. We will be able to hire someone soon, I Pro
