Chapter 151 And With Him, My Hopes Fade Away

• POV: Amaia.
• The men open the way for me until I reach the bar. A tall stool right in the middle of everything awaits me. On the other side of the bar, there's Mateo, who now looks at me with a furrowed brow. I sit down with a smile on my lips and position myself in such a way that my figure, covered only in the most compromising places, is exposed for everyone to admire.
• I hate this, but I have to do it. I count my breaths to calm myself and not vomit from the disgust I feel towards myself.