74. Journey
Juan Luis
At eight in the evening, I return to pick up my children. I see that they are already here, as earlier when I came by, there were no cars, but now Amelia's friends' cars are parked outside. I let out a deep sigh because, honestly, I have no desire to see them. Even though a lot of time has passed, they still consider me public enemy number one and don't hesitate to throw subtle jabs my way. But I gather my courage and step out of the car to knock on the door.
"Daddy!!" The joy on my little girl's face always fills my soul. "Why are you here? Do you want us to go to your wedding?" Suddenly, her smile fades, so I quickly clarify.
"No, my love. I'm not getting married. Who told you that?" She lowers her face, embarrassed. I lift her chin so she looks at me. "Don't yo
