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Maximiliano gave an indescribable look to Amelia, who stirred, uneasy.
"We have to have evidence of everything," he said, from time to time, looking towards the door where his son was, as if he wanted to send everything to hell and just go to verify his son's condition in a more detailed way.
"Wh-what do you mean?" asked Amelia, who felt a sudden and intense desire to get out of there, she was beginning to understand what direction the conversation would take, which she hated.
Maximiliano's mother sighed, as if the answer to the question Amelia had just asked was too obvious.
"Amelia, now you are Maximiliano's wife, you have to prove it with evidence".
"B-but I still don't understand w-what..."