Listening to them talk about life as if they were friends from many years ago has me confused, Has Lucas been cheating on me all this time? I question myself, What if his supposed repentance is just another hoax? What if he is using me again? I can't take it anymore. I feel like my head will explode with so many doubts that I have right now.

"Excuse me, I have to take this call," Alejandro tells us when his cell phone rings.

"It's OK," I say and take my glass from the table to sip wine. "What the fuck is all this, Lucas?" I ask, full of anger, when I notice that Alejandro has gone far enough.

He stares at me and leans towards me "is that son of a bitch Raul Sandoval's son?" He asks me between his teeth, and I look at her, confused.

"But you know him... Don't pretend you don't," I refute, and I can't believe he's pretending to play this game.

"Of course, I know him, but like Alejandro Ferrara, a successful yacht salesman who met my sister at an industry party. They were dating for almo