63. Dear Katty, Enjoy the Game
Juan Luis
I'm getting ready to visit my "fiancée" when I hear the doorbell. The maid has already left, so since I'm alone, I have to go down and open it myself. But when I do, I regret not checking first.
"Hello son! So it was true? At the hotel, they told me you had vacated the suite and your office said that you were living in your new house again. Did the little woman forgive your infidelity?"
In front of me stands my mother, who, by the way, shouldn't be here. It's stipulated in the contract I signed with Amelia. But what bothers me most is that she continues to refer to her so disparagingly. When she attempts to enter, I block the doorway and don't let her in.
"I'm sorry, Mother, but you don't have permission to enter this house. It was one of the
