She was trembling. But she did not look away.
Hope.
The gates groaned.
Veracruz, Mexico – 1880
Aimeé froze. Andrés stepped forward, drawing a pistol. "You are not welcome here, brother." corazon salvaje capitulo 1
He stopped before the great iron gates of the Hacienda del Cielo. The house where his father's true family lived. The house that held the two women who had sealed his fate.
"Not the land," Juan said, his voice low as thunder. "The woman." She was trembling
"You," he whispered. Not a question. A recognition.
She was trembling. But she did not look away.
Hope.
The gates groaned.
Veracruz, Mexico – 1880
Aimeé froze. Andrés stepped forward, drawing a pistol. "You are not welcome here, brother."
He stopped before the great iron gates of the Hacienda del Cielo. The house where his father's true family lived. The house that held the two women who had sealed his fate.
"Not the land," Juan said, his voice low as thunder. "The woman."
"You," he whispered. Not a question. A recognition.