chapter 20

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Zabdiel's p.o.v.

"Mi Amor" I whisper kissing Elsa's cheek repeatedly

She groans and squints her tired eyes at me "Que hora es?" She mumbles closing her eyes re adjusting her head on the pillow

"7:00" I reply " voy a dejar Arely  pasar el día con Gwen"

She opens her eyes "Con la bruja?"

I chuckle rolling my eyes "Esa es mi ex esposa"

"Sólo tú estarías loco para casarte con esa cosa" She mumbles

I roll my eyes again laughing "volveré pronto" I say kissing her head

Her eyes widend and she runs to the bathroom

I immediately chase after her

Her head is hanging low as she throws up

"Estas bien?" I ask holding her hair

She holds a finger telling me to wait

"Andale vas a llegar tarde" she says when she finishes

"Mejor te llevo al doctor" I say unsure

"No,no estoy bien vete" She says not looking at me

"Okay esta bien. Te amo"

I leave the room closing the door softly and head downstairs seeing my daughter eating breakfast

"Buenos días princesa" I kiss the side of Arely's head

"Buenos días papa" She replies politely

"Lista?" I ask getting my keys

"Si" She says jumping off the stool getting her mini backpack

I open my car door for her to get in

"Como te sientes?" I ask looking at her through the review mirror as I drive

She shurgged her shoulders "No siento nada" She replies bluntly

I nod and we drive in silence until we finally reach gwen's parking lot

I grab Arely's hand and backpack as we make our way to the front door

We knock and wait

Fifteen minutes have passed and Gwen still hasn't opened the door

I raise an eyebrow at Arely and she looks at me confused

"Vamos a entrar" She says carelessly opening the door

I follow her and hear noises upstairs

"Creo que tu mamá está arriba" I tell Arely "Ve a dejar tus cosas en tu habitación mientras voy por ella"

Arely nods in agreement and enters a hallway

I sigh heading upstairs to get Gwen

I reach her door and as I go in to knock the door slams open

Gwen is in a lacy outfit with a whole bunch of skin showing and it makes my eyes burn

"Qué tienes puesto?" I ask disgusted

She grabs me by the collar of my shirt closing the door with her free hand

"No actúes como si no te gustara" she says sexually running her hands across my chest

I can smell the alcohol on her breath

"Estas borracha?" I ask her moving my face away from hers

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