Annie
I can't stay calm. Even though Liam and everyone else tell me it's not my fault, I can't help but blame myself. I sit on the edge of the couch while my mother hugs me. I feel as helpless as a little girl. If they wanted to hurt me, they've succeeded. I feel like I'm dying from not knowing what's happening to my baby.
I see the man I don't know sit in front of us. He looks a bit disheveled, as if he hasn't slept in days. He buries his face in his hands, looking desperate and defeated.
"Can we offer you something to drink?" my mother asks him. The man just lifts his face and looks at us. I can notice the dark circles that confirm my suspicion that he has gone a long time without sleep.
"No, thank you." He gives us a sad smile. I can't help but feel bad for him.
"Are you María's da
