𝐌𝐬. 𝐁𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐧

𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐘 𝐎𝐍𝐄→ 𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐈𝐍'𝐒 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐄

𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐚 𝐄𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 a regular Wednesday morning for Robin.

The only thing that was a bit out of the ordinary for her was the request to come to the Silva Estate with Noemi after she was dismissed from school.

So, even though she normally only sends their driver to take her to and from school, today she made it her mission to do things that a normal parent would for their five-year-old.

So, at around one in the afternoon, Robin began to get ready to see her potential in-laws, if everything went to plan.

For the past month, she had watched Quinn's name get thrown around and dragged every which way, and she couldn't be happier.

How dare a bitch from such unworthy corners of the world try to break up her family?

The nerve of some people– this is the exact reason why Robin had to take matters into her own hands and let Quincy remember her place in this life and the next.

Watching Ignacio practically lose his mind from the sidelines wasn't a good feeling, but it was all for the plot.

The humiliation and disastrous headlines needed to happen, because once everything settled, he would have found an abundance of clarity, and therefore, would realize what he was missing out on this whole time.

Her.

She knew that the majority of the time, Ignacio wanted nothing to do with her, and even her daughter would prefer to go to Daddy's house than stay at hers.

But how was she supposed to try her best to be a good mother when her daughter's father wanted nothing to do with her? The stress was unattainable.

But now, with the recent turn of events, things were looking up, and sooner than later she could finally see herself with the beloved last name.

Silva.

Robin was giddy the entire time she was getting ready.

She put on Ignacio's favorite athleisure brand that he loved whenever her body was snug in it- she chose a pretty sage color today.

She curled her long brown hair loosely and made sure to put a bit of highlighter on the inner corners of her eyes to add some brightness to the deceiving orbs.

She sprayed one of the fragrances that used to have him enticed every single time he took a whiff of her, spraying so much that she began to sneeze.

Robin looked effortlessly beautiful.

But only if her soul was able to match.

Robin knew she was a try-hard, but who wouldn't be for the man in question? Imagine not trying hard to get the Ignacio Silva back. You would have to be clinically insane.