Nelly... The princess of the family

As Carina stepped outside with Martins, she felt a mix of relief and anguish swirling inside her. She tried to compose herself, but the weight of her family's rejection was too much to bear.

Martins glanced over at her, concern etched in his features. "Are you okay, Carina?" he asked softly, his voice filled with empathy.

Carina nodded, but as she opened her mouth to speak, the floodgates burst open, and tears streamed down her cheeks. "I'm so embarrassed," she sobbed, her words barely coherent. "I can't believe you had to see how much they hate me."

Martins reached out and gently placed a hand on her shoulder. "It's okay to cry, Carina," he said softly. "Sometimes it's the only way to let go of all the pain."

Carina choked back a sob, her chest heaving with emotion. "I just don't understand why they treat me like this," she whispered, her voice trembling with hurt.

Martins furrowed his brow, his eyes reflecting her pain. "Have you ever considered the fact that you might not be their