***Sofia***
“Sofia!” My mother shrieks, my heart skipping a beat as I scramble off of Mateo’s lap and fall flat on my ass onto the dirt floor of the hut.
My cheeks burn in embarrassment as I get to my feet and dust off the dirt, keeping my eyes on my feet as I was too afraid to look my mother in the eyes. I can feel her cold glare shift between Mateo and I, the shame slowly consuming me.
“Que diablos significa esto, Sofia? {What the devil is the meaning of this?}” she snarls, pointing at Mateo’s swollen lips.
“I-I…I don’t…” I search for a possible explanation but find none that were suitable.
My mother looks around the room aimlessly, deep in thought when she finally speaks up. “How long has this been going on?” She asks, pacing back and forth. “Does anyone know ab
