".... lay low."
My body went rigid. My heartbeat slowed, and I halted. Was I hearing things? Did I mishear it? Because there was no way my father would know of their relationship. He may have favored Elizabeth growing up, but he wouldn't condone such a mistake. He wouldn't allow a transgression like that in our family.
"And back down, dad? We can make stories and manipulate the media. Rumors are just rumors if we can cover them up with some fabricated statements and press releases."
"I can't afford to lose this position to Manuel or Roque. Do what I say, or I will not approve of your marriage the moment Damian and Elizabeth divorce."
My pulse hammered in my ears, drowning out Elizabeth and Dad's voices from a few meters away. My heart pummeled as I tried to process what I just heard.
