"I feel so happy!"
"I've never been this happy!"
Those were the words Grandma Josefina had exclaimed in front of the television months ago, when she sat beside her son Hulio, watching Amari on screen. The old woman had laughed so heartily that tears formed in her eyes, her frail hands trembling with excitement.
"Look at her! That girl still loves my grandson!" she had said, pointing at Amari with so much hope. "And if she still loves him, then there is no way I'll let that Louissa marry Sebastian. Not while I'm alive. As a grandmother, it's my duty to help her."
Back then, Hulio's eyes had darkened with silent conflict. He knew his mother was deliberately turning a blind eye to the truth.