“Are you nervous?” Angelina stopped her pacing and turned to look at her mom who was watching her with an odd smile on her face.
“What do you know about Damian and I?” She knew that may be an odd question to toss at her mom as her mom and dad discussed everything, but before she could explain her feelings, she needed to know what her mom knew.
“That he talked to your dad and wanted you over Rosa and we all agreed.” Well that summed it up.
“Yes, I guess that would be the deal.” Angel sat down for a moment and then stood back up and began her pacing again.
“You can’t tell me, figlia (daughter), that this is what’s bothering you? Even I know you better than that.” Carolina sat her book aside and gave her daughter her full attention. “What is it?”
“I have scars that are visible because I
