Chapter 7

"I don't believe a child should be taken care of by a nanny. A child needs family, someone to love and to care for it." "Love and care," I laugh while I said the words. "I told you, I hate my sister. Why do you think I'd feel anything less for her child?" Why indeed? "It's a baby and everybody loves babies." I shake my head, "Apparently not my sister or else I wouldn't be here." Ignoring my statement, he spoke. "The baby's name is Henrique." I was a bit shocked at the child's name. My sister might have had some emotions after all. "She names him after our father." Henrique Messi wasn't our biological father, but he had been the best father anyone could ever ask for. He had taught us to do everything. From learning to ride a bicycle to cooking. He had also taught how to live our life to please not yourself but others, but I guess my sister had missed that lecture because everything she did was for herself. I bet she left the baby in that office to continue her life as a model.