GERALD

The air was thick with tension. There was an obvious sense of unease more than when Dad and I were having an argument. Dad looked petrified, obviously dumbfounded.

"I really don't understand what's going on," he uttered as he furrowed his eyebrows. He waited in expectation, anticipating what the next Rosa or probably I, would say.

"You were saying something, and I know it's not about the company or anything related to it."

Rosa let out an uneasy laugh. She too seemed tense and a little bit disturbed and nervous. I felt she was still trying to process everything that was going on. She couldn't believe she had been...