“Laura, open this door.”
“No.”
“Don’t be childish. We need to discuss what happened.”
“What happened is that your son abandoned his pregnant wife and accused her falsely.”
Her mouth tightened.
“Diego was devastated.”
“Diego was wrong.”
She glanced toward the street.
Always worried about witnesses.
“Lower your voice.”
“No.”
Her face hardened.
“You think twins give you power now?”
I placed one hand over my belly.
“They give me responsibility. You’re the one thinking about power.”
She stepped closer to the camera.
“Listen to me carefully. Diego made a mistake, yes. But he is the father. You will not keep those children from our family.”
“Our family?” I asked.
“Their blood is ours.”
I felt something cold move through me.
There it was again.
Possession.
Not love.
Ownership.
“You called them a disgrace last week,” I said.
Dolores lifted her chin.
“I was misinformed.”
“No. You were eager.”
She flushed.
“I want to come inside.”
“No.”
“I am your mother-in-law.”
“For now.”
