rounding her. She looked straight into Ezequiel's eyes

have acute gastritis from stress. Because my husband is tryin

hung in

to have been holding. His shoulder

mother. "She's not pregnant.

were intelligent, probing. She didn't

he said. "Dinn

for three, the distance between them vast. The

lently, placing plat

ère," the ch

utter and fishy oil wafted up from the plate. Her stomach convu

go, trying to wash away the nausea. She breathed

creasing his forehead. He noticed

ng into her fish. "I hear t

ainst his plate. "Alexa is no

quiel. She is a survivor, I'll give her that. But she is the type who know

went dead

craping loudly against the flo

ed. "You forced her out!

t life would be like if the company failed. I told her there would be no parties,

The silverware jumped. "She told me everything. She told me how you tor

said. "You will not bring tha

es wild. "Did you tell her? Did you

startled. "No. I di

at her. "You're the only one who gains from

't!" sh

Claudia. A quiet,

ught possible. She grabbed the heavy silver na

le and struck Ezequiel

u ungrateful boy! Do not sp

When he pulled it away, his fingers were stained re

Claudia stood up, her

ward him, her instinct as a do

hand away. "D

. She opened her mouth to shout again, but no

ed back, and