Without bothering to look back, George scooped her up and scurried to the house, "Guide me to your room, sweetheart."
Rafael heard him saying but couldn't move from there.
"What the…," he looked at his wife in confusion, and then his focus shifted to Ariel who was standing there with a nervous smile playing on her lips.
"Ariel? Can you explain this?"
Alex must have realized his sister's nervousness that's why he placed his arm around her shoulder.
"Dad! Mom!" Ariel rushed to explain, "They both were involved even before Abi came back to us… she thought that George and I were romantically involved and was not ready to listen to him…" She ran a shaky hand through her hair, "So we did this… and I guess it backfired…" Her throat tightened as guilt settled in, "I'm sorry… I didn't mean to hurt anyone… and I swear I can never even imagine hurting her."
Alex had to move away from his sister when Angela stood too close to him.
