Anthony Nasser's POV.
Life is not always fair, I've been clear about that... But for me, these last hours, these last minutes, seconds, instants, have been a f*****g hell, there's no other way to describe it. There's no other way to describe it, why Julieta is gone, why can't I go to the f*****g police and tell them that my brother has kidnapped my wife?
It sucks that my family pretends to cover the sun with a finger, to cover the little man that Freddy is before supporting me to find my wife... The woman I love. The one who left me without warning.
I can't trust that she herself decided to leave with Freddy, it's impossible. Julieta wouldn't do that to me, Julieta has told me that she loves me...
I'm drowning. That's how I feel, I've reached the point where I ended up lying on the car
