She took a deep breath in. She thought she would hate the two of them for life, like how Daniel had hated her four years ago. Right now, she realized that she felt nothing at all. She just wanted to be a stranger to them, strangers that would never meet, talk, or even recognize each other.
Her daughter was doing fine, and so was she. The Lucia of the past was gone, along with all that hatred.
She took the clothes in her hand and walked towards the counter. She was busy, and she still needed to get groceries; otherwise, Gabriel would go hungry. That man couldn’t stand hunger and would drive back home to ask her for food.
She had just taken a step when a figure stepped in front of her, blocking her path and her vision.
“Lucia, is that you? Is that really you?” Surprise and agitation were
