At the moment you were in your girlfriend, Valeria, office. Valeria in front of you with her back facing you whilst yelling at someone. That someone was your father who came to visit.

Valeria: ”¡¿Puedes callarte la maldita boca?!”

She yelled at your father in Spanish as she switched from English and Spanish at times. He’d just slapped you and insulted you, not anything new to you but to Valeria, it enraged her. She had one hand by you so you wouldn’t feel alone.