CHAPTER 28

The last few days had been a living hell for Ethan. He had lost everything he held dear - his small job, his reputation, his freedom, and worst of all, his sweetheart Amanda. He hated the prison.

Ethan was shocked. The only person who called him Buen hijo was….

Ethan turned back and gasped in bewilderment. "Mama?! Papa?!!!"

He rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was hallucinating, but as the couple came closer, he realized that it was his parents. He had not seen them in years since they stayed in Mexico. He didn't even know how they knew where he was.

His mother rushed towards him and hugged him, tears streaming down her face. "Hijo, we are here for you," she said in Spanish. Ethan was overwhelmed by the sudden turn of events. He had been so focused on clearing his name that he had forgotten about his parents.

"What were you thinking hijo? What were you thinking?" His mother ranted.

Ethan had eloped some muscles and beard and he he was looking more defined than before. It