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ON THE PREVIOUS EPISODE

This place produced clothes using your stolen designs.

Until we have evidence,

I ask you all to be discreet regarding this issue.

If everything we've been told is true,

Daniel is in serious trouble

and I don't want him to flee or shirk his responsibilities.

Who gave you all this?

Joaquin.

Betty, I'm so happy to see you.

Joaquin, what are you doing in New York?

I wanted to surprise you.

Yes, I'm surprised.

Remember Armando?

Yes, of course.

How could I forget him?

Yes, how are you?

Wonderful.

Happy to see my Betty again.

What brings you by?

Work, vacation?

I'm here to stay.

Oh. Wow.

Didn't you just open a store in Miami, though?

Yes, but I'm not a salesman.

I don't have to be in each city where I open a store.

Plus, I have bigger plans.

Which I'd like to discuss with you, Betty, in private.

Sorry, but it'll have to be later.

I have something more important to tell her.

All right, what's the emergency?

I have to get back to work.

So do I.

Couldn't this wait until later?

No, Inesita.

This can't wait another millisecond.

What I'm about to tell you is the gossip of the year.

Girl!

Stop beating around the bush and say it already!

Shut up! Let her talk!

Okay, okay.

Take a deep breath.

What I'm about to tell you could change

the course of your lives,

and it'll definitely change a Squad member's life.

It's not what you're thinking.

Of course not. It's much worse.

You were with that loser Nicolas at Beatriz's house.

What? Don't tell me

that you two are best friends now.

No, Marce, not at all.

Let me explain.

All this is a front.

So I don't blow my cover as a spy.

-I don't believe you! -I swear!

It was the only way I could infiltrate enemy territory.

I know you.

Look at how happy you are.

This loser Nicolas obviously has you in his grasp again.

Look at your face.

You look like a lovesick teenager!

You think?

No, no!

Of course not, Marcela.

Absolutely not.

I don't look like that because Nicolas and me

only have a physical connection because...

he's so sweet to me.

He's fooling you!

All those people are the same.

All of them!

This is all part of their Machiavellian plan.

They...

No.

What?

Don't tell me that you and Nicolas already...

No!

No way!

I would never do that.

Yes, you did! I know you!

How could you?

Gross, Patricia!

How could you? You know what?

Every day I'm more convinced that you want to be

some frumpy, penniless loser who lives in Jackson Heights.

That's what you want.

Of course not, Marcela!

No!

This is the designer I told you about!

I saw him walk by once.

He's much better looking in person.

He's so hot.

Hey.

Did you ever think our Betty would come back

and become the president of a fashion company,

and the face of a European design house?

No way.

We never would've imagined it.

She's a good friend and very smart,

but she's not the pret...

Say it already.

Betty was a little ugly.

Don't look at me like that.

Would you have said she was pretty?

No, no.

Don't push it.

No way.

On the contrary, she's a...

She's...

Doesn't matter.

What matters here is this guy.

It's unbelievable.

First, he flooded the city with pictures of Betty.

Then, he sent her an entire flower shop.

And as if that weren't enough,

now he pays her a surprise visit.

Hold on, girls.

What does that mean?

That he's interested in her.

Interested? Not exactly.

He's head over heels for her.

Because ugly girls' luck...

How did the saying go, meatball?

Doesn't matter to us pretty girls.

I'm going to go make coffee.

Beat it, nosy.

Nothing worse than a nosy gossip!

My dear Giovas.

Is it true that they call you the rattlesnake now?

Because all you do is drag yourself.

Have some dignity.

Plus, you're making us real men look bad.

Hey, take it easy, man. Take a deep breath.

I'm a good guy.

I don't curse, I help people cross the street,

and I shower daily. Why the insults?

What do you mean why?

I was going over last night's security footage

and I saw Giovas laying a big one on Aura Maria.

That woman is only using you!

And as soon as she snaps her fingers, there you go running.

That's not even the worst part.

The worst part is that you're hurting Mariana

and that makes you a sewer rat.

Well, I understand your concern,

my dearest safety custodian,

but the truth is that all this was Mariana's idea.

We're pretending to date, but we're not dating.

We are, but we're not.

It's all to make Aura Maria jealous

so she can realize the kind of man she missed out on.

Give me a break. That's pretty messed up.

It's pretty genius too, though.

Is it working?

You saw the security tapes.

I can tell you one thing.

This guy right here rules and leads over Aura Maria's heart.

And not a word out of you.

We have to face the facts about what's going on today.

It's the beginning of a new era for the friend zone members

of this office.

Now the girls are screaming and lining up.

How about that?

Go, Giovas. Go, Giovas.

The Spanish designer is here?

He came for Beatriz?

Who does this woman think she is?

What do you mean?

She's the most famous woman in Manhattan.

Make no mistake.

Any minute now she'll take your place as executive of the year.

Are you crazy? Of course she's not.

That woman will never,

ever be at my level. Never!

Marce, she doesn't have to be.

Looking the part is more than enough.

She owns a company, has a hot guy chasing her...

Shut up already.

I know Joaquin. He has good taste.

Beatriz must be a whim.

I wish I were the whim of a man like him.

Look, Marce, I think we have to accept things as they are.

Being ugly is in style.

We have to get with the program...

or we're out.

My dear and elegant damsel,

allow me to hand you a meticulous and detailed report

of all of my activities from the previous evening.

Are you working late today?

Like the tender and romantic Kama Sutra says,

"maybe yes, maybe no."

Look at what my horoscope says, Sandra.

"Libra, you will become the victim of a betrayal."

Oh, no.

This app never let's me down.

What sign are you, Aura Maria?

Sagittarius.

Pardon me?

Sagittarius.

Sagittarius?

Sagittarius, let's see.

"Sagittarius...

some opportunities only come around once in a lifetime.

Don't let them pass you by."

Does that mean anything to you?

Let's go see Bertha.

Let's see what hers says.

-Bertha? -Bertha.

You should've seen Aura Maria's face

when I told her that my horoscope said

I would be betrayed.

I bet.

It came straight from the fountain of horoscopes.

-You know what? -What?

I made it up!

My horoscope really said

I was going to have an unforgettable encounter.

I hope it's a hundred dollar bill.

That's what I need.

Now that's unforgettable.

We'll split it.

What's up, sis?

Stop!

Hi.

Hi, girls.

Ms. Malu is waiting for you.

Mariana, will you show him where her office is?

Sure.

I'll tell you how it went.

Yeah.

Stop.

Hey.

Sorry, but between us, how does this suit look?

I bought it for a wedding two years ago.

-Really? -I wanted to wear it again.

I think it looks good, very good.

Really?

Yes.

Thank you.

This way.

So, Sandra, why did your brother come?

What a shame.

I'm already taken.

Bertha!

He's my brother.

Doesn't anyone work around here?

Armando.

Marcela Valencia?

It's been so long.

Joaquin de Quiroz?

This is the last place I thought I'd ever see you.

At my company.

Well, here I am.

You two know each other?

How do you know Joaquin?

We met once at a Fashion Week dinner in Milan.

He's an arrogant jerk and his ego is through the roof.

When I met him, he was married,

but then I read that he'd gotten divorced.

I'm sure he's here to distract himself

with his little model.

What does that mean?

That Beatriz probably won him over with her attributes,

just like she won you over.

Don't you see?

That woman is a professional exploiter of men in power.

Again with the same thing?

Stop trying to provoke me.

I'm just opening your eyes so you'll realize

what kind of woman she is.

That's all.

Stop it, Armando.

Stop talking about Joaquin. That's all you talk about.

I'm never talking about it again.

All right, all right, fine.

I don't want us to be upset, especially not right now.

Look, Betty, what I have to tell you is very...

Excuse me, Betty!

The local news channel is calling.

They want to feature you on their fashion segment

because of Joaquin de Quiroz's campaign.

Sure.

Tell them I can't talk right now because I'm in a meeting.

They can call Joaquin. It's his campaign, not mine.

Okay.

Betty, please.

It's not easy for me to say this...

Betty, Betty!

Now they're calling you

from the biggest magazine in New York!

They want to interview you.

Patricia, can't you see we're busy?

How is that my fault?

It's not my fault that they're calling her

to take pictures and interview her,

and that I'm a secretary.

Get out of here and don't come back

or you'll never set foot in V&M again!

Leave, leave! Get out!

No, no!

What?

You, Patricia, are staying.

You have to learn to respect her.

Plus, I'm sure what you have to tell me is some important

work-related matter, right?

That means she can be present,

so why don't you tell us what you were going to say?

Yeah, tell her!

I have nothing to tell you.

Handle your business.

A little hot sauce...

Nico...

were you looking for me?

Yes, Patri.

I brought some tamales for lunch

and I wanted to share.

Want some?

Every day I'm more convinced that you want to be

some frumpy, broke loser who lives in Jackson Heights.

Patri, is everything okay?

Tamales!

Oaxaca-style tamales!

We have green ones, red ones, chicken...

You can feed them to your sons or daughter...

or your folks when they get home from work.

Tamales!

Diana Patricia, I told you to watch your little brother.

Luismi Bryan.

Luismi Bryan, are you okay?

Luismi Bryan!

What is the meaning of this?

How awful.

Patricia?

No, ma'am.

I think you're mistaken.

That's not my name.

I'm Nicola Sadorotepa, at your service and God's,

and serving tamales.

They're delicious.

-Stop lying, Patricia! -Marce, no!

How could you stoop so low?

You were a member of high society, a fashionista,

someone important.

See?

I told you not to marry Nicolas,

and look... you don't even have any style.

I can still be a supermodel, Marce.

I promise.

I just need this rug rat to be born.

I'm still super firm and skinny, though.

I can still be a cover model.

You know what?

I'd rather use Beatriz.

She may have been ugly,

but she was the face of a campaign.

Patricia, what's wrong? Are you okay?

What's wrong?

Now I understand everything!

Don't think I'm going to fall for it, though!

Fall for what?

What do you mean?

You want to offer me tamales so I'll eat them,

but then later on you'll want me to sell them

so I can support you!

Yes, you do!

You're very clever, but I'm not falling for it, okay?

I'll never change my lifestyle.

Not for you or anyone, okay?

And I'm definitely not naming my son Luismi Bryan.

Or Diana Patricia, okay?

Loser!

I will take a piece though.

How embarrassing.

Patri...

Here's the document you asked for.

It's a power of attorney allowing Ricardo Calderon

to manage your money.

Please review it.

You're so efficient, Counsel.

In any case, as your attorney,

it's my duty to ask you to think it over.

I suggest you make sure

that Ricardo Calderon is the right person,

the ideal person to manage your money.

Sorry, but is there something you have to say

about his integrity?

Do you know if he's done something inappropriate?

No, of course not.

Then?

Malu, it's your money.

I'm being cautious.

In this case, in any case, it's always better

to manage your money yourself.

Don't worry. I know what I'm doing.

I trust Ricardo.

My intuition tells me I can trust him.

He won't let me down or take advantage of my trust.

Well, then say no more.

In the end, it's your money.

How many copies?

Aurita, wait.

Wait a little.

I think we're making a mistake.

A mistake?

-That's right. -You didn't think that yesterday.

No, but I've had time to reflect

and Mariana doesn't deserve this.

She's your friend and my girlfriend.

I don't think we should betray her trust this way.

So... you used me.

Well, if you want to look at it that way,

then we'd be even because you used me plenty of times

and didn't feel the least bit bad about it.

I want you to know that I understand your situation.

If you want some advice, be strong.

Be strong and try to move on.

Don't focus on the train of forbidden passion

that's about to derail.

You bastard!

Forget I exist!

Oh, my queen, my beautiful damsel.

Forgive me for the pain I'm inflicting,

but I'm sure that once you're crazy about me, you'll thank me.

What's wrong?

Why are you looking at me that way?

Ricardo, are you hiding something from me?

What do you mean?

Everything in life eventually comes to light,

but it's better to be upfront

than to find out from a third party.

Marcela told me everything.

Well... yes.

What she told you was true,

but it doesn't mean anything to me anymore,

and since it was before you,

I'll ask you not to judge me for my past.

Of course not.

I'd never judge you for putting your mom in an institution.

What?

How do you know where my mother is?

I investigated.

I'm sorry.

It was a bit rash of me, but I had to know.

I had to remove all doubts. I thought...

How dare you?

You have no right to butt into my life like that.

I'm sorry.

I get now that I shouldn't have meddled with anything

related to your mother. Sorry.

No, wait.

I'm the one who's sorry.

I shouldn't have reacted that way.

I don't know what came over me.

My mother is a very sensitive issue for me.

I'm sorry.

Don't worry about it.

I have to go. Marcela is waiting for me.

We'll talk later.

-Hey, Betty. -What?

Your admirer is very handsome.

Thank you, but he's not my admirer.

-Don't call him that. -Don't even, okay?

He filled your office with roses.

He put your face all over Manhattan, New Jersey,

and Brooklyn,

and he came to surprise you because you're just friends?

Oh, please. He's no friend.

He wants to bump uglies with you.

Plus, he's really cool. You can tell he's a good person.

Yes, you're right.

He's definitely a gentleman.

A gentleman with the three Ss.

He's sexy, sweet, and super rich!

Just how I like them.

What are you waiting for to accept that divine gift

that the Lord has sent you?

Betty, I just realized that this is one of the two men

who appeared in your cards.

Now you have to choose one of them.

Who's the second man?

-Do you know who he is? -No.

I don't know because there is no first or second.

All right, girls, enough!

Leave Betty alone.

Betty, forgive their rudeness.

You already know they don't mean anything by it.

They do it because they love you.

You're always scolding us, Inesita.

And always about the same thing.

Good morning.

What's so good about it?

"Excuse me" what?

Oh.

You're David White.

You own Whitemart stores.

I'm Patricia Fernandez. What a pleasure.

Charmed.

Although, you and I already know each other.

From the events I would attend

with my ex-husband, Mauricio Goldberg.

Mauricio Goldberg...

Goldberg, yes, yes. The investor.

You were married to him?

Was. Past tense.

Now I'm happily single.

By the way, I heard about your wife.

How sad.

I truly understand.

I know how it feels.

Did your ex-husband pass away?

Of course not.

I wish.

...I could stop feeling this emptiness

and the infinite sadness that comes

when the person you love isn't near anymore.

It's moments like this

when you really need some company

and to be cared for. And all that.

I'm here because I have a meeting

with the VP of Finance.

Oh, with Nicolas.

Great, I'll be happy to take you.

But first, I'll take you to the conference...

Oh.

...Room. I'm such a dummy.

Oh.

Ow.

My back hurts a little from Pilates yesterday.

Come with me. Don't be scared.

I'll take you to the conference room.

Then I'll make you a Patri-coffee, my specialty.

How cool!

Wait, wait.

I thought that cutie Joaquin de Quiroz

brought mariachis to serenade Betty.

Oh, please.

I'll let you know now.

Love bug! I'm here!

-Shut up! -What?

Shut up!

Jealous.

You can't scream like that here.

I can scream however I want.

I'm not making a scene.

I know how to love.

What?

Don't you get tired of making a fool of yourself?

Hit it!

No, no!

Shut up!

Love bug, what are you doing here?

What's this noise?

Shut up. Enough.

My darling love...

love of my life...

I'm here to express...

No, no, no! How annoying.

That's enough sugar for me.

Let's go, girl.

-Hold on. -Don't touch me.

Wait.

I need witnesses to see the major event about to take place.

No events, none of that.

Jennifer, listen.

Ever since you came into my life,

you filled me with hope...

...love, understanding, sweetness, etc.

-That's why... -Yes?

-...love bug... Yeah?

-...that today... Yes?

I put myself at your feet.

It's not what it looks like.

Love bug, get up.

You're making a fool of yourself.

Wait, wait!

I'm not done yet.

Let me finish.

That's why I came to ask you, to beg you, to implore you...

Yes?

to marry me.

Love bug.

Pretend you didn't see anything.

This isn't real.

So, relax...

What do you say?

Oh my Gas!

Love bug, you bought me a ring!

Plus, it's made for my finger!

I love it.

-She said yes. -It's incredible.

Love bug, I love it!

Never in my life have I seen such a fat, shiny ring.

Just look.

Look at it.

Take a good look.

Now this is an engagement ring.

Not a little toy ring.

Those aren't even real diamonds.

They're zirconias.

This is a real ring with a real diamond

worthy of a real woman.

This rock says how much I love,

how much I know how to love.

Let my finger go.

This rock says what I'm worth.

Love bug...

-What are you laughing at? -What are you laughing at?

What's your problem?

It's just so funny.

Now that you've allowed us to witness this magical moment,

I'd like to say just one thing, Efrain-sufferable.

The real size of a man isn't measured

by the size of the stone he buys.

It's measured by other parts.

Anyway, we saw it. We were here.

I don't know if you want applause maybe.

Bravo, bravo.

Not you.

Why are you applauding?

What's this wrinkly hag saying?

Nothing. Don't worry.

Congratulations, you sleazy tramp.

I hope you'll be very, very happy.

Thank you.

You're obviously very much in love.

Super in love.

Let's go.

What do you mean?

No, no.

I said yes. I said of course, so...

Let's go!

I don't want to.

Start playing!

No, don't play.

Let them play another one.

What a clown.

That man is bleeding his credit cards dry.

Yeah, I noticed.

Did you see the size of that rock?

Yeah.

That bastard Efrain must've spent at least $30,000

on trying to show you what you lost.

-Really? -Yeah.

That rock has to be at least $30,000.

Now there's the real deal...

Ricardo Calderon.

Manhattan's most eligible bachelor.

Sweetheart, where have you been?

That's what I want to know.

You've abandoned all of us.

Don't tell me you got married.

-Me? -Yes.

Never.

You know I only have eyes for you.

I've always told you that.

In fact, let's go get a drink so I can make up for my absence.

I came to see Hugo.

What do you know? It must be fate.

Hugo isn't here.

Shall we?

Okay, let's go.

I don't forgive you, though.

At least let me try.

Look at Ricardo.

As if you didn't know him.

Another on his long list of conquests.

Oh, really?

How long is it?

If you only knew.

Patri!

Nicolas, what are you doing here?

Oh, Patri, you look so beautiful.

I brought you some tacos

because I don't like how we left things.

If I did something wrong, I apologize.

It wasn't my intention.

I'd really just like you to tell me what happened.

I didn't understand a word you said.

The tamales and all that, nothing!

Nicolas.

Some champagne, Patricia?

Is there a quinceañera or a wedding?

Why are you so dressed up?

The thing is,

David invited me to the opera,

so we're going to go see Turandot.

That's right.

I didn't know you were coming.

That's okay!

Nicolas only came for a work-related issue,

but he's leaving now.

Right?

Yes, I'm leaving. A work issue.

Yes, boss.

Thanks a lot, okay?

I'm taking my tacos with me.

Sure, boss.

See you first thing in the morning.

Bye!

I don't like showing up empty-handed,

so I brought you gifts.

You shouldn't have, Joaquin!

This bag is gorgeous!

How fancy!

I don't know if I have the right clothes to wear it with.

The dress you're wearing is for funerals.

Demetrio.

And it's your label!

It must be from an old collection.

You don't want to get stuck with old merchandise

so you slash the price or just give it away.

Dad.

That bag is from his latest collection.

How beautiful.

This is for you.

I don't need anything. Thank you.

Demetrio, take your gift.

Let's see what it is.

Tequila?

I'm not an alcoholic.

Dad.

Joaquin, the gifts are wonderful.

You shouldn't have.

You're welcome.

What do you think?

I love it.

Are we expecting anyone?

No.

Not that I know of.

I'll see who it is.

Okay.

It's just lovely.

Good evening.

Armando?

Armando?

Mr. Armando!

Excuse the interruption.

I didn't know you were meeting the most famous designer.

What are we celebrating?

We're welcoming Joaquin.

What brings you by, Mr. Armando?

I came to talk about V&M with Betty.

I didn't know you were a friend of the family.

He was Betty's boss when she was in Miami.

Of course.

And he treated us like royalty.

Is that so?

Look at the beautiful gifts he brought us.

How nice.

He truly is a gentleman.

Yes, of course.

That's a very good bottle of tequila.

Would you like to have a drink with us?

Yes, of course.

No!

No, Dad.

Mr. Armando is a very busy man and he has to go.

No, it's fine, Betty.

I'll stay for a little and we'll have some tequila.

Unless that bothers you.

No, of course not.

Besides, Betty's the one calling the shots here.

That's a fine bottle.

What do you say?

We're all leaving together.

Mom, you're back.

Daddy and Jenny came to invite us to the party.

You don't say. How cool. That's great.

Aren't you tired, Efrain?

I've had it up to here with this game.

Let it be known that I didn't want to come, but my Beyoncé...

My fiancé wanted to tell the kids about the wedding.

You're going to let us go

to Daddy and Jenny's wedding, right?

No, no. Mommy Jenny.

Now you can call her Mommy Jenny

because that's what she'll be to you.

No, no!

Absolutely not.

I'm sorry, but they only have one mother and that's me.

If she's anything, she's your stepmother,

like the ones Cinderella and Snow White had.

Stop trying to turn the kids against Jenny.

And get used to it.

I'm taking them to Las Vegas.

They're going to dress just like me, like Elvis.

You had to say that!

That's going to be like Halloween.

Now you just need her to dress like Marilyn.

That's not a bad idea, you know.

She has the body for it.

That's very nice.

Let's talk over there right now.

-Me? -You!

Not her, obviously. You!

Aura Maria, put them over here.

Put these two here, please, and don't make too much noise.

You, put them over there.

The other way, Mariana, please.

Oh, Sandra.

Why don't you get up and arrange them however you like?

This is the second or third time we rearrange them.

What's the problem, my tropical beauty?

The damsel here is with child.

She can't over-exert herself.

The baby might come out with crab legs and Martian eyes.

She loves to give orders.

What's going on?

Oh, my God, what is this?

Are you serious?

That's the god of chairs. He sees all.

Ramiro, stretch her leg, please.

Hold on. Here?

A little higher.

-Here? -Higher.

-Here? -A little more.

Hey, Giovas...

someone has his eye on your girl.

Aren't you going to do anything?

Yes, of course.

I'm not going to sit idly by.

I'm just trying to control my killer instincts a bit first.

Plus, I can't massacre him in front of his pregnant sister.

Plus, look at me.

I'm trembling just thinking of the things I'm capable of.

Call 911.

I might lose my self-control.

What?

What?

What's up, huh?

What was that?

May I help you, Aura Maria?

No, not really.

I see that everyone is very comfortable.

Excuse me.

I'm going.

Look.

Why don't you take your sleazy tramp

and move to another planet?

Get married and leave me alone!

Admit it.

You're green with envy.

The jealousy is eating at you.

What?

That's how I wanted to see you.

Now beg me not to get married. Say it.

You're so unbelievably stupid!

Tell me you love me.

I'll take the ring from Jenny and give it to you right now.

Just take this crappy ring off and I'll give you the other one.

Don't touch me! You're an idiot!

No one's jealous.

Oh, please. It's obvious.

-Sofia, give me a kiss. -What?

No, no!

Leave me alone!

Don't bite me!

I'm not biting you!

It's the dog!

Get him, get him!

Thank you for this warm welcome...

Cheers, cheers!

Sorry, I'm going to have another.

I know it's expensive, but if you'll allow me.

But of course. Go ahead, please.

Thank you, thank you.

I'd like to say a few words.

Not to Joaquin, but to Betty.

Betty...

I want to congratulate you for everything you've accomplished.

I'm not surprised. It was only a matter of time.

You proved it with your intelligence

from the first day you started working with me.

Congratulations on your new life.

You're not only the president of my family's company,

you're also the image of a European company.

Congratulations!

And most of all, they used her likeness for free.

It must be said.

-Cheers. -Cheers, Mr. Armando.

I also want to toast,

but with water because of my heart.

Joaquin, thank you.

You made one of my daughter's dreams come true.

You're the best boss she's ever had.

You truly value her and have been honest with her,

unlike others.

I really have to thank Betty.

What lovely words!

Congratulations.

-Cheers, Mr. Deme! -Cheers!

Mr. Armando... one more?

-Sure! -No more!

Not another one.

Why?

Yes, that's enough.

-Why not? -Because we're fine.

Plus, Mr. Armando came to talk about V&M,

so let's talk about V&M instead of wasting our time here.

Sure, sure. Sorry.

This way.

-Excuse me. -Go ahead, Mr. Armando.

-Okay. -Yes, daughter.

Enjoy the bottle.

Armando, what are you doing here?

Why'd you come?

Why are you doing this to me, Betty?

What?

You not only brought him to V&M for everyone to see,

you also brought him home!

I know I deserve it, but you don't know how I feel.

That's rich coming from you.

Betty, I've never felt this way.

They cooked for him too? How thoughtful!

What are you doing?

I know your mom thinks he's the perfect guy for you,

but he's not! I'm perfect for you!

Shh! Be quiet.

Lower your voice. They're going to hear you.

Besides, Joaquin is a family friend and that's it.

Oh, please!

Joaquin wants you.

Did you already make it official?

What happened after the kiss I saw?

Is it so hard to understand that I love you?

That's why I'm here, begging you to love me back.

I'm begging you to come back to me.

What do I have to do?

Put your picture all over the city?

What do I do?