CAPÍTULO 10 - CAMILLY

Camilly

As soon as we stopped at the church door, my hands were freezing and my legs were shaking, I knew that once I passed that door, there would be no turning back. I look at my father, who is serious, and without looking at me, he holds my arm tightly.

— Come on, he's waiting, I don't want you to imagine that you've given up.

— How could I do that having the wonderful parents I have, could I ever give up on saving the company that they fought so hard to keep standing, or rather, how could I let so many employees go away because of you.

He looks at me without saying anything, the doors open, my gaze goes straight to the man in the black suit at the altar, his cold gaze analyzes my features, I see him get more serious, as I walk down the aisle of the church, I can't look around, as if I've been hypnotized. When we get close to him, he comes to us and takes my hand, we stop in front of the priest, who begins the ceremony.

"Is it your own free will that you're both here today?"

“Yes,”