Chapter 13: Shattered

Her father's trusted bodyguard had left a while ago but she couldn't seem to stand on her own feet. Her knees weakened after her conversation with Silvestre.

Fearing that their bodyguard might force her to go home, she was reluctant to come and talk with him but she calmed down when Silvestre suggested that if she wanted, they could talk in a crowded place, which she agreed to.

"You need to go home right away Señorita," Silvestre started.

She firmly shook her head in disagreement. "I can't Silvestre, I don't want to go home yet. Not yet and if you force me, my decision will still be the same," she responded.

Silvestre just looked at her as if he wanted to say something that couldn't be uttered. Silvestre is a fine man. The two of them are almost not far apart in age. His black hair was neatly combed and his eyes were as black as the night. She couldn't figure out why a fine man like him became their bodyguard. He can even pass as a model. He has rich physique to be exact.

"Please