Instead of fleeing, however, Camila stood her ground.

She couldn't turn back time. What was done was done. Besides, how could she properly remedy the situation if she ran away?

The director's son strode toward them. "Who are you to my father he demanded. “What makes you think you can just decide on your own?"

“It was a critical time," Camila explained. “I couldn't afford to stop and consider other options, let alone ask for his family's permission."

"You are not even related to my father. You have no right to do what you did! If he comes out of this all right, then I shall thank you. But if anything happens to him, I assure you that you will pay for your misconduct!" He looked around angrily, like a feral dog. “Where is my father right now?"