As I leave, I see all the people who are there and I feel suffocated. I feel nauseous. I go outside the room while I hear everyone calling me.
I look at my son's face and I know something's wrong with him, then he just rushes out, his wife calls him desperately and we all follow him. When Gabi touches him on the back, he tenses up, turns his gaze over her and looks at me, that's when I understood everything, there was anger, disappointment, disgust, but above all fear.
“My love, go with our son! I'll try to calm Gabi down.”
Seeing that look on my son's face towards his mother, I knew he was very scared and trying to ask for help. I simply followed him, took the car keys and took him away.
I drove, while he was just lying in the seat with his eyes closed. I could feel his anger, see how
