JULIAN’s POV
If the person had damaged this car, he or she was gonna pay because it wasn't even my car in the first place, I thought as I removed my seatbelt and got down from the car.

A man who looked like he was in his late fifties had alighted from his own car with a worried look on his face. I approached him.

"I'm so sorry, I tried to drive out and ended up hitting your car." He started. I looked at the back of the car and discovered there was a little dent. A woman got out from the passengers seat as well and had an apologetic look on her face.

"Oh its okay. It was a mistake," I was saying.

"Look, I'm gonna pay for it. I'm really sorry again," the man was saying and then as I was about to respond, Kara suddenly got down from the car.

She stopped in her tracks and the man seemed to recognize her from somewhere as he stared at her with his mouth slightly opened in shock.

Kara's expression was unreadable.

"Kara?" The man called.

Okay, he definitely knew her.

He tried to get closer to her but she moved backwards immediately.

"Don't you even dare come close," she said in a low voice giving him a death stare. She turned her eyes to the woman standing and looked at her condescendingly, as if she were nothing.

"Julian, let's go now." She said, her face twisted in a frown.

Before I could react, she added, "I said, let's go!"

"Okay, fine, fine." I muttered and turned to the man. "Don't worry about the payment. Its just a little dent."

Kara was already in the car and had slammed the door hard. I hurried back to the car before she skinned me alive.

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The drive home was quiet but then I started hearing Kara's sobs and I looked at her a few times, concerned.

"Are you okay?" I asked her sneaking a glance at her before turning my eyes back to the road.

"We're almost home, just drive." She said under a muttered breath.

"You gotta tell me what's going on, you know."

"What do you care?"

"You're my sister in law. I should care, shouldn't I?"

She didn't respond but I wasn't giving up though. The moment we reached home, I quickly came down from the car and ran after her.

I grabbed hold of her wrist when we got to the living room.

"Can you tell me what's wrong now?"

"Let me go, Julian." She replied with her lips pressed into a thin line.

"No," I firmly said.

She sighed. "Él siempre no usa su cerebro, ¿verdad?

"I know that's an insult so I'm not gonna bother you with translating it into English."

Her face softened a little bit. "Smart ass. I actually did insult you."

"Tell me who that couple was? And why are you crying?"

"I wasn't crying. Something just got into my eyes," she wiped her eyes.

Yeah right. Like I was fucking born yesterday.

She hesitated for a little while and then started, "The man was my father and the woman his mistress."

"Oh wow," was all I could manage as I was sort of short of words to say.

"That's the woman he left my mother for. And they've been living happily. It hurt my heart again seeing them together. And then I just remembered my mom again and started getting emotional and.." Her eyes started to water again and then her voice broke. "I just wish.. I just wish he never left my Mom, never left us to suffer. I wish my Mom was still here with me and....." She trailed off as the tears trickled down her cheek.

I had never really seen her like that before and to be honest, my heart went out to her and all I wanted was to do anything to make her feel better.

"Hey don't cry," I said softly as I pulled her close to my chest and hugged her tightly.She actually hugged me back.

"I just miss her so much and I wish things didn't go the way they did."

"Shhh its okay, don't cry." I rubbed her back gently as if she were a baby.

And then I just let her cry there for a while without letting go of her.

About two minutes later, she pulled away and I reached over to wipe her cheeks with my handkerchief I pulled out from my pocket.

"Crying isn't gonna solve anything you know right? Your dad and his woman are probably having a swell time as we speak and you're here being sad. What good is it hmm?"

She kept silent and stared at me.

"You look ugly when you cry though," I added. Which was a total lie. I've never seen someone look that pretty when they cried before.

She shoved me by the chest, frowning a little and I caught her hands.

"Leave me alone, jerk.eres malditamente molesto "

"Relax, I was just kidding. I've told you not to take most of the things I say seriously," I said with a chuckle.

"Whatever," she gave an eye roll. "Leave me alone now?"

"Not so fast.We need to do something to cheer you up. How about we do a movie night? I guess there's still some ice cream in the freezer."

"That doesn't sound like a bad idea," she replied me with a small smile coming on to her lips.

KARA'S POV

I had a shower and dressed up in my silk blue night gown before joining Julian in the living room. He was already seated with his legs crossed, two plates of icecream and some snacks scattered on his lap and couch.

I hastily grabbed a plate as I took a seat and asked, "What are we watching?"

"3am," he answered. "It just started."

"Wait, is this a horror movie?"

His lips curved into a stupid smirk, "Are you scared? Of course, its a horror movie."

"No you gotta change it," I refused.

"Hell no, this is what we're watching unless you're a scared little baby,"