A sea of doubts
"Daughter," I hear a voice repeat it over and over again, "please wake up."
Is my father here? Where am I? I can not see him.
"Mauricio, you don't know how sorry I am," I hear Lucas say.
What is he doing here? No, not him, please.
I move to try to flee.
"Daughter, calm down," he tells me, and for the first time, I feel his hand touching me.
Am I not dead? I want to open my eyes to see my father, but I can barely lift my eyelids, "you can do it my girl," he encourages me, and I can notice his broken voice.
I try one more time and finally manage to open them. My father smiles at me and squeezes my hand. "What a joy to be able to see you in the eye!" he says happily, and I smile shyly, but when I see Lucas, it vanishes.
"I want him to go!" I manage to say, even though I think they barely heard me
"You mean Lucas?" my father asks me, and then he looks at him.