After the moment of silence, Alvaro stood up, ready to leave. He gave Mila a warm smile.
"Take care of yourself, Milagros."
Mila stood up, bowing respectfully. "You too, Grandpa."
Alvaro gave a small nod before leaving the room. Mila turned her attention to Zyran after they were left alone. He hadn't said anything since the short family meeting. Was he happy for her? Angry? He wouldn't show an emotion.
Mila didn't even know how to feel for herself. She had shares now?! In what world? Just a few months back, she needed a job, whatever it was to sustain herself in the city after Ken had left.
That's right- Ken! Mila's eyes lit up. Was he even still alive? She narrowed her eyes at Zyran, wondering if he ever felt guilt, but Mila, too, didn't feel anything. Ken had it coming if he hadn't been so foolish.
