"What is it, mom? Please don't leave me guessing here. Please." I begged.

She looked at me for a second. She looked like she was trying to decide whether to answer or not. Eventually she nodded slowly and sighed again.

"Okay."

"Tell me."

"Sergio...he wants to leave us." she whispered the last sentence as if speaking any louder would bring shame upon him.

My head snapped towards my father. A tear fell from his eyes and landed on his shirt. I couldn't believe what I was hearing. I couldn't believe that he wants to leave us. I don't think I would be able to handle that.

"Why?" I asked her...