Adriana's POV
After hanging up on Camilia, I dropped my phone on the bed and just sat there trying to relieve myself. My father had finally been found and I couldn't even see him. I couldn't confront Diego about it either.
Unable to do anything, I laid on the bed, trying not to cry once more. Just then, someone knocked loudly on my door.
“Mrs Adriana, are you in?” the calm voice asked. “It's Luis speaking,” Luis? “But why was he here to see me,” I wondered. I hoped it certainly had nothing to do with Diego.
Before he could knock again, I came down from the bed and went to open the door. He asked if he may come in and I agreed to let him in. As he entered, he sat down on a sofa beside my cabinet and I settled on the bed, across from him.
“How are you doing, Mrs?” he asked, a concerne
