"Is it true that my grandchild is inside your stomach?" Mylar looked at her surprised, she didn't know who the woman was but if she mentioned her grandchild, that means she must be Camilo's mother.
"Mrs. Camila, why did you come out of the car? Go back inside, I can handle this myself." Miss Emelda said to her.
"I am talking to you dear, are you Camilo's girlfriend? Are you having a baby for my son?" Mrs Camila asked ignoring Miss Emelda.
"She is Camilo's mom," Vida whispered. Mylar smiled, finally someone who wants to hear her out.
"Yes. It's Camilo's child, your grandchild." Mylar replied to her with a smile. Mrs. Camila placed her soft hand on Mylar's face and ran her hand through Mylar's smooth hair.
"I want her to live here with me, I want to be close to my grandchild." Mrs. Camila said with a lovely smile.
Miss Emelda was shocked by how this was going and was also angry by what Mrs. Camila was saying and so she protested.
"That's impossible Mrs Camila."
