Miracle
Weekend Getaway Ruined
I was sad when we packed our stuff. The getaway, which was supposed to be relaxing, had now turned into pure chaos. Leonel and his family were big figures in society, and it would be horrible for their secrets to spread like wildfire, so the reasonable thing to do was to leave.
We left without saying goodbye to anybody. Because we didn't plan to travel back that day, the private jet was under maintenance, and Leonel had to pay double the price of our flight ticket.
He was willing to do anything just to get away from that environment. I could tell he was hurting but didn't want to talk about it. He just stared out the window, his jaw clenched, and his blue eyes darkened with fury.
The house was silent as a graveyard. Ariel and I were walking on eggshell
