CHAPTER HUNDRED AND SIXTY - THREE - FUTURE PLANS ARE MADE.

"I'm so grateful for everything you've done for me. You've given me a chance at justice, at reclaiming my life." "You deserve it, Aunt Marisol," Mateo said, his voice full of empathy. "You deserve so much more. But it's not going to be easy." Marisol nodded, her tears beginning to subside. "No, it won't be. But I have all of you. I have my family back." Mateo sat down by her side and pulled her into a hug. Trying to keep her sobs at bay, Isabella joined the hug. Mateo put his arms around the two women, realizing that this right here was his family now. Rafael stepped forward and joined the hug. " Me too," he murmured. They all looked up at Abuela, Isabella and Marisol having a tiny smile on their face through their tears. " Mama?" Marisol called, quietly asking her to join the hug. Abuela rolled her eyes and moved to sit at her favorite armchair. " I'm too old for those emotional stuffs," she grunted. Everyone laughed at her words, and they all pulled away from the hug one