I'm adopted?

"I don't know," Katherine adds.

"Take your time to think, tell me anything," Alonzo tells him.

"It wouldn't hurt to try, you can't close yourself, it wouldn't hurt if you try, it's your decision," Milena adds.

"I know, I'll take it into account," she adds thoughtfully.

"Well, I'll keep working, you can stay with Miss Milena and rest a bit," Alonzo adds.

"Rest wouldn't hurt," Milena tells him.

"Okay," Katherine adds.

Two hours have passed and finally after having relaxed she takes care of work.

Hours later, the night finally falls a bit of tranquility since there are no storms, but if the cold is managed, it is barely six o'clock at night the father and Katherine get into their car and go straight home.

In Brenda's case, nothing is right together with Arturo, things are not looking the best, not even because they are having dinner in her luxurious house.

Brenda's house.

Arturo couldn't stop thinking about Katherine how beautiful she looked in that dress, everything for him is a dream, they are all still eaten, and Arturo was lost in thoughts of him.

"Love, pass me the sauce, please," Brenda adds.

-That? —Asks Arturo coming down from the cloud.

"Give me the sauce Arturo, maybe you don't have ears to listen to. I'm really upset with you, I can't believe you're not even good for that!" She exclaims annoyed.

"I'm sorry, I kept thinking," Arturo says as he passes the sauce to Brenda.

Brenda's mother's voice intervenes.

"Daughter, you can't torture Arturo like that," her mother tells her.

—I'm not torturing him, just that lately he's on the moon and falls ill, because he's not paying attention to me, he doesn't buy me a bouquet of flowers anymore, I don't know why it's like that with me, I give him everything, and this chicken is apart. ugly, you can't call the maid to make more sauce to see if that way I can eat the chicken, it'll still be ugly, ”says Brenda annoyed.

"Daughter, more education, where were your manners, more respect for the employee, please."

"If my father were there, everything would be so normal," Brenda adds.

"Soothing daughter we're at the table," adds the mother.

"I don't want to calm down, I'll call him, he owes me a laptop, he promised she would buy it for me," she adds.

"Daughter, because of a laptop, the world does not end," he says.

"For me it is important to have her and call the maid, I need my sauce," she exalted.

"I'll go tell you that we need sauce, yelling and kicking you can't go, Brenda," her mother says, retiring to the kitchen.

"I can't believe Brenda that you're so cruel you can't tell the clerk, not that you have to use another grotesque term," Arturo adds.

"I'll call my father Arturo and I hope he answers me," Brenda says.

"If he answers your calls, I think that makes you bitter," she confirms.

"Silence, don't ruin my life with that," she adds annoyed, frowning.

Brenda called her father ten times and he still did not answer her call so she left him a voicemail that said the following.

Hello, father, I am your daughter, and you promised me a laptop, I wonder when you would buy it for me and they brought it to my house, I love you father, I hope to know more about you in the future or in a few days.

Brenda puts her cell phone on the table, not succeeding in her call.

"He didn't answer you," says Arturo.

"No, and I don't want to talk about it anymore!" Brenda exclaims sadly.

"I'm sorry," Arturo adds.

"Sorry about what?" Brenda asks.

"That your father hasn't answered all your calls and your laptop," Arturo replies.

"Hay Arturo, my father is a busy man, that's why he hasn't answered me," Brenda tells him.

"He doesn't even return your calls," she replies.

"You don't know how to stop talking Arturo, sometimes I can't stand you, you're a beast," Brenda tells him.

"You say nonsense things," Arturo tells him.

"You don't know what it's like to feel ignored, you've never seen that so don't talk about what I feel you're forbidden," she emphasizes.

—I'm just trying to help, but you are the one who sometimes drives me out of my senses, you don't trust me, and you hold on to everything apart from the fact that your jealousy is the bread and butter

Alonzo adds.

"I'm not jealous, if I tell you not to hang out with other girls it's because you're mine, not anyone else's, and I'm not going to share you, I love you, you're special in my life, even if it's grumpy," Brenda adds.

Her mother's voice intervenes.

—The hot sauce is here and it's ready, you can add it to the chicken with salad, daughter, the cook we have is excellent, I don't understand why you don't eat it, daughter, and well everything will be fine, your father I don't know when he will call, I hope soon But remember that we love you daughter, even if we don't tell you all the time, ”adds Brenda's mother.

"You only tell me once a year, and it doesn't help me if you tell me that. Am I really for you, mother, who am I?" She asks in a sad voice.

"I don't know what you mean daughter, you're Brenda the queen of the track, and the one who gets what she wants," the mother tells her.

"No, mother, you can't tell, mother, that's not what I'm asking you, you don't even understand the question," Brenda adds with a sad and discouraged voice. at his mother's response.

"I don't understand anything, daughter, it's not for you to get like that. For the love of God," adds Brenda's mother.

"You never really care, you just see me as one more nuisance," Brenda adds.

"Daughter, don't say that, please, you're not a hindrance," Brenda's mother adds.

—You don't know half or a quarter of what I feel and what I suffer inside because you and dad don't love me, that's what I feel, and my boyfriend, who should support me, doesn't love me either, he better delights watching in other girls who look at me, and on top of that he hides things from me, ”says Brenda sadly.

"Please stop Brenda, you know that's not true, I just ask you to be less intense, but I do care about you," says Arturo.

—It shows when you care about me, who's going to believe that you saw her this morning and you didn't see me, it cost you so much to order a simple breakfast that I wanted to share with you, to see her, in the end everyone dispatches me, and I don't understand what this girl has that I don't have, ”says Brenda sadly.

"It wasn't like that, don't get into that weird plan, I just ask you to be a little less controlling," Arturo tells him.

—It is that if I do not control you I will end up losing you and I do not want you to leave me alone, it is that you are the only thing I have in my life, that I feel that she loves me, not like my mother who cares to go get plastic nails and her Daughter does not remember, you do not even remember that tomorrow is my birthday you did not tell me anything, it will arrive tomorrow and you will not remember, and my father is not worth cucumber, tomorrow is my birthday and nobody will remember me, how sad, I'll have to remind everyone that my birthday is tomorrow and I don't listen at all to make plans for me, ”Brenda says over a piece of chicken with wine.

"I do remember all your birthdays," Arturo adds.

"Don't be a liar," Brenda adds.

"My dear, how can you say those harsh words, you can calm yourself down," her mother tells her.

"I'm tired of waiting, mother," Brenda adds.

—They know that it is the curious thing that sometimes I think that this family is not my family, that my parents that I have are not my parents, some parents would not leave their daughter abandoned in a house, and only when she snores does she want to look for her, and I'm going to ask you a question and I want you to answer as a woman that you are a mother and the question is this: Am I adopted? Am I really your daughter and you are my mother? Who is my father is not my father? Was I born from your pansa ?, Answer me - Add the question.

Brenda's mother remains silent without saying a word, rather thinking about what to answer her regarding her question, Arturo remains thoughtful at the table.