INGRID wasn't sure if she should believe what Fabius had told her. She hadn't expected it. She hadn't expected her stepbrother to be in love with her.
That night, she couldn't sleep properly. Even with her eyes closed, her mind was racing. Besides Fabius' confession, she was also thinking about what would happen when she met her real father. She didn't know if he would accept her or if he would believe that she was his daughter with her mother, Irene.
She was scared. What if her real father didn't accept her? What would she do?
The next morning, Ingrid woke up late. Rafa had already left for university, and Regina and Fabian had gone to the company. And her stepbrother? She didn't know where he was. Maybe he had already gone to university too.
She couldn't help but sigh. She was sittin
