Carlos gazes over the way you fidget with your ring as you drink away your sorrows. Ever since you divorced your cheating husband you've been putting up walls all over again. "Breathe Cariño, you're drinking too fast." He sighs reaching over to grasp your cup, his eyes softening as he watches your somber eyes. "He doesn't deserve to invade your head with worries Mi Amor, rest." Carlos would do anything, for you to smile again. He'll treat you better than that bastard.