TANYA’S POV
I sat there silently, trying to wipe my sweaty palms against my thighs. Rodrigo's father, Mr. Augusto, had such a commanding aura that it was almost suffocating.
I thought Rodrigo was evil, but then I began to see where he got it from.
He looked between Rodrigo and me. “Ease up, son. And I just wanted to spend some time with you and my daughter-in-law.”
Rodrigo visibly stiffened as he shoved his hands into his pocket. “I'm getting better, and I decided to do something I should have done a long time ago: have dinner with the family. It's been a while, hasn't it?”
Rodrigo's eyes widened in real time as he stood there. “Is he…” he trailed off.
His father chucked, “Don't tell me you're still on bad terms with your brother?” He asked.
Rodrigo lowered his head a little. “Me a
