Chapter 36 I Want To See My Daughter - Part 1

• But the immensity of that room only served to remind her of where she was. Cut off from communication, punished as if she were 13 years old. She couldn't talk to her friend; she couldn't leave the house. She was furious, she hated that place, but above all, she felt sorry, melancholic for going back in time, just a month ago, when everything was under control... she hated feeling this way, depressed, although with good reason.
• As for the coach, his workday didn't end as well as he had felt. Victoria turned out to be unlike the other girls he had worked with. Despite her obvious low self-esteem, she had character. If she didn't like something, she would say it, and it was better to be prepared, and that's precisely what he liked about her.
• The smile on his face completely disappeared when he returned to the gym ready to write the day's report. At the door was Miller, standing guard, which couldn't mean anything good. And he confirmed it when he entered and found Mr. Rothschild sitting on the same couch in front of the desk where Victoria had been sitting just a few hours ago.