Even amidst a considerable number of people, with Alice in my arms, who is already asleep, feeling my body weakened from waiting so much for my boss's boss, I lose the ability to walk when my eyes contemplate who Mr. Gabriel is, and even from afar, I realize he noticed my presence.
At least I have that impression.
What makes me freeze, I can't believe that he and Frank are the same person. But how is that possible?
At this moment, the memory of my mother's wedding invitation with golden letters comes to my mind.
Frank Gabriel Evans.
My God, how could I have missed this?
How did I believe for a moment that this desperate plan would work? It must be a delusion of my mind.
I close my eyes for milliseconds and when I open them, I see the glass elevator approaching the floor, I try to le
