A wine to forget the sorrows

My father takes a few seconds to think, but my mother remains firm, the kind of firmness I always wished she had with me.

"Come on, Gisela, it's not worth wasting your breath. Those two gentlemen won't see reason, not until they learn their lesson," Lucero takes my hand. She has given up on our plan to kill that damn gold digger.

"No, they have to know that that gold digger will lead them to ruin. Honesty and sincerity are different things. I'll leave, of course I'll leave, but before I go, I swear they'll see a new Gisela, one who will think of herself first and then others. I came here to spend more time with you, but I found a pleasant surprise. It's better that I go, and you, you vicious bitch, you have to know that your reign is over."

"Apparently, you'll never accept reality. Understand that I am like your sister. They adopted me, and that makes us family," she says with audacity.

"And who do you think you are, thinking that I'm made of stone? I can forgive, but I can't forg