She looked up to the sky and then kissed her fingertips and pointed them at the sky, “They’ve become family to me.” She motioned to my plate again, “Please, madame; you need to eat.”
I took a bite of food. She kept talking.
“Azriel is the oldest son of Gerard, God rest him in peace. He took over the family business when he was only 16. He has big responsibilities. Big. This means you will have an important position. He’s like a son to me, you know? I have no kids but his mother died and so I was like his mother. We’re like family. You’re resistant to this and that is completely understandable. But soon you will learn that Azriel is not such a bad man after all. He may have his demons… dark demons but he is a good man. You will see.”
I was shocked, “I’m a prisoner here, Rosita. So I’m s
