Elise A. Mendoza packed her small bag, folding each item carefully. Ranging from the dresses she wore to the journal she had filled with her happy times at the Centre to the note Alejandro had sent, alongside the bouquet.

Patricia had already left, tearfully exchanging phone numbers and promises to stay in touch.

The week had been better than Elise had expected.

Aside from the point of reconciliation that she had come with herself and Alejandro, she had made new friends and bonds. Something that she might have never done if she had stayed stuck in the walls of Alejandro’s estate.

There was a soft knock on the door frame....