The King's security team turned to her, seemingly curious, when she exited the room. But she could not care less about what they thought.
She desperately needed air before she suffocated. She quickly moved toward an opening on the other side of the building, seeing the sunlight and hoping to breathe some fresh air.
"This is insane," Luisa told herself, fanning her hands across her face.
She could not believe what she heard. It was as if she entered another dimension where nothing made sense.
He could not be her father. Her mother must be joking. She wanted to believe this was just a practical joke. And any minute now, they would all be laughing.
"No, this must be a dream." She tapped her face, hoping that she would wake up to reality because that made more sense than this.
Her hands slapped her cheeks, even pinching the fleshy part, but she only felt pain. She guessed she was wide awake. Still, she must have heard it wrong.
