The day had been long and eventful and every one of them needed rest. Later that night, after ensuring that Catalina, Tina, and Lucia were all comfortably and peacefully asleep, Pedro quietly put on his sweatshirt and stepped out of the chalet. He had been craving for the opportunity to spend some time alone.
He needed time away from the weight of the responsibilities that now rested squarely on his shoulders. A time when he did not need to be strong in the faces of Catalina and Tina while feeling desperate and confused deep inside him. He craved a space where he could just be himself; a space to be vulnerable and cry if the tears really wanted to fall.
He walked outside, quietly closing the door before moving to settle on the porch. He took a deep breath as he found a seat on the rock
