A couple of hours after their tense breakfast, Catalina was in her bedroom meticulously packing her belongings, carefully selecting a few items she would need for the trip her father had told them about earlier. She could not pack too much and was only allowed to carry her handbag. The weight of the decision she had made weighed heavily on her, and she could feel the tension building inside her.
There was a soft knock on her bedroom door that cut through her thoughts. “Yes? Please come in, the door is open,” she said in a loud voice.
Pedro opened the door gently and looked inside the room still standing at the door as he spoke to her. "Hey, Catalina, you need to come down immediately, it's time to get moving. Everyone is waiting downstairs," he told her.
Catalina nodded and smiled at
