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- Congratulations - Why?

For the wedding, obviously!

Grownups are a mess.

You loved aunt Rita and she loved you.

Rosa, will you marry me?

- And you are? - Clara.

Clara's with me, got it?

You've taken my girlfriends since we were kids.

Exactly, we were kids, it was a game.

We'll all spend Christmas together

like the good family we should be.

Some things can't be forced.

How did it go?

He wants us to spend Christmas together,

with Enrique and Bárbara. One happy family.

You don't know how twisted I can be.

- Your fling is over. - It's business.

I control her shares when I'm with her.

Perhaps, but she has you wrapped around her little finger.

- That's not true. - Leave her and get your wife back.

I also had to give up a child.

Don Rafael's brother got me pregnant.

He denied being the father and disappeared.

That's not the case.

I'm still in love with you.

I've never stopped loving you, let's leave.

Carlos, you know my last relationship has always been difficult for me

and it's time you knew who it was...

It's Alberto Márquez.

Dear Three Kings, this has been a great year

and I've been a very good boy.

I did everything my mum told me to:

I went to bed early, I ate all my vegetables,

that's why I want you to bring me lots of presents.

I'd like the galleries to sell loads.

And I'd like a girlfriend for uncle Jonás.

Dad says he really needs one.

Luisa! Happy new year!

And for aunt Rita's friends and aunt Rita,

I hope they gets lots of work and have everything they need,

since she's always nice to me

and lately she's been looking a little sad.

Hi, Rita!

Do you know how much work we have?

It's the holiday season.

Maybe for some, but not here.

Stop complaining, that's my job.

When the Three Kings come this year, you'll be happy.

Not unless they bring new seamstresses.

Hi.

What?

You just told a joke, right? Which one.

- Come on, we all need a laugh. - No.

Know this one? What kind of dress can't be worn?

Address! Good one, right?

So good.

Go and work.

And for me, I don't want anything.

Now that mummy and daddy are getting married

I have the thing I most wanted:

a family.

What about the food?

At Joaquin's restaurant, it'll be cheap.

Lodging?

My mother said we can stay at her house.

We've got it made.

- What about your suit? - I don't know.

I knew it.

There's no rush, we haven't set a date.

Father Cosme hasn't called.

He's about to! Don't get sidetracked.

OK, fine.

- What's up? - I wrote my letter to the Kings.

Great, did you ask for much?

Ask away, there's nothing wrong with that.

I'll make sure it gets sent.

Speaking of, everybody out.

OK, we're going.

How many times have I told you to knock first?

- And close the door behind you. - Sorry!

It's only me. You don't have to hide it from me.

But we do from everyone else.

Pedro will be livid if he finds out I'm here.

He's too preoccupied with the wedding preparations

to think about you.

Sorry, I didn't want to remind--

- What? - Nothing. Sew and shut up.

We've got lots of orders, guys,

if we spend all day running up and down with dresses

we'll get found out.

Well, you have no delivery guy.

- But I can take care of that. - You?

Yes, me. Don't laugh, I might not be a sewer

but I could be a driver.

You can't sew and you don't have a car

or driving licence to be a driver.

I'll get one. It must be easy if the men are doing it.

I can already see it: Montesinos Transport!

Say no more.

I'll get a driving licence.

See you later, I'm off to work.

She'll have forgotten by the time she reaches the lift.

Mateo, I have a favour to ask.

Anything for you. Ask and you shall receive.

I want to learn to drive with your car.

What?

What do you want to drive for?

You said "ask and you shall receive."

Well, I want to learn how to drive.

I'm sure with your amazing car I'll learn in the blink of an eye.

Hold on, Clara.

I'd happily do it, but think about it.

You don't need a car with me, I'll take you wherever you want.

- What if I want to go alone? - Why would you want that?

If you can go with me, I mean.

Do you think I'll blow up your car because I'm a woman?

It's not that big a deal.

I know, but I don't want you having any accidents.

Do you know how dangerous it is?

You get a flat tyre, lose control of the wheel

and BAM, I didn't see you there!

Happy New Year!

I didn't know you were back today.

Happy holidays!

How was Baqueira? Lots of snow?

We went skiing all day.

Not all day, we took a little break from it

since we had other things to do.

These women are out of control.

How have things been here?

We're swamped. We're selling like never before this Christmas.

Relax, Mateo, the party's not over yet.

We're celebrating the Twelfth Night tomorrow

and as always, they'll be King cake and...

- Doña Concha's specialty! - Great!

In the meantime, back to work. See you at home.

OK.

The uniform show is around the corner

and there's lots to do.

You and Enrique, of course.

Of course.

You had a great time together in Baqueira,

it'd be great if you kept that up.

I'll be good.

No arguing?

No arguing.

- 'Bye, Mateo. - Goodbye.

I assure you that all holidays are the same:

sales have always been splendid.

And we still have Twelfth Night.

With a bit of luck, over the next two days

we'll outdo the whole year.

In a few hours, the reinforcements will arrive.

- Everything's under control. - Reinforcements?

We can't afford any extra costs now that we're taking off again.

Don Enrique, after the bustle of the Christmas sales,

the run up to the Twelfth Night can be chaotic.

Trust me, I've worked here for many years.

Listen to me, Emilio,

the only thing experience has served this company

is to ruin it.

Good morning.

Enrique, we were looking for you.

We have to talk about the collection.

Emilio and I were discussing Twelfth Night.

Enrique has informed me that we won't have any extra staff.

We'll have to give them up.

You don't know how it gets here. Getting by isn't an option.

It's a perfect opportunity to control spending.

Enrique's right.

We'll have to give it a miss this year.

Very well, I'll speak to the staff, they'll be here soon.

I'll see what I can do.

Thank you.

Thank you for siding with me.

I'm sure that together, we'll go much further.

How smooth.

Alberto Márquez.

Lucas, what are you doing here?

You've got quite a business. You're not doing too bad!

- Lucas Lucas? - The one and only, Alberto.

How are you?

Good, as always, just getting by.

Come with me to the office.

You didn't tell me your brother was here!

I did.

I'm always back and forth taking photos.

We have a presentation soon.

You should take pictures of the models.

Alberto, don't.

It'll be a treat for Velvet.

My brother takes different kinds of photos.

If you put a model in front of him, he'll pass out.

No offence.

Don't listen to my brother.

If you're serious, I'd love to do it.

- Done. - It's not a good idea.

Don't get nervous.

- I'm not. - You're quite nervous.

You are a little...

I won't get too close to the models. That's your playing field.

Hi, Lucas.

Clara.

Hi, Clara.

Do you have a second, Mateo?

Wow, you're in high spirits.

We have nothing to hide.

What did you want to say?

- Here? - Why not? Tell me.

It's about the lessons.

What lessons?

I want to learn to drive and would like Mateo to show me,

but he doesn't seem keen.

With his car?

He doesn't even let valets take his car at restaurants.

Well, Mateo has an amazing car

and it's very risky, Clara.

If you want, I can teach you.

My car's not as nice as Mateo's one, but it's a start.

Would you really teach me?

Nonsense, let's not bother Lucas with this.

You'll learn with me and that's that.

Great!

If I get one scratch on the car!

It'll be fine, Clara's a smart girl, right?

Top class, you must tell us more tonight at the bar.

- At 10? - Yes.

See you later, Bro.

Raúl.

Hi, Enrique, I didn't see you.

How was Baqueira? Isn't it heavenly this time of year?

Heaven on Earth. How are the designs going?

Great, really well.

I'll show you something soon.

That's what you told me two weeks ago.

How soon is "soon"?

You can never be specific with these things

because fashion, like all art, needs inspiration.

Inspiration doesn't do time scales.

Inspiration doesn't, but I do.

I want to see something at the end of the day, OK?

I honestly think that's too soon.

But no worries,

I'll show you something at the end of the day.

You'll freeze with excitement.

I was in Baqueira. I'm done with the cold.

What's the most expensive one?

Perfect, I'll take it.

Patricia, darling...

it's been a while.

How was your holiday, Bárbara?

Couldn't have been better. Yours?

You didn't have much company, right?

One must learn to enjoy one's own company.

Don't worry, you'll get sick of it.

Guys.

I'm going to buy a few more things.

How are you?

Surprised, I just bumped into Bárbara.

I don't know who had more bags, her or the store clerks with her.

That means what we're selling is good.

Bárbara has good taste.

It didn't take you long to get back into her panties.

Who knew you were so naive?

Do I have to explain how important it is to keep up appearances?

So, you haven't got back together?

Yes.

But that doesn't mean I don't want you close by.

How close?

Not that close.

That's over.

Really?

I didn't appreciate you because of the sex.

Well, not just for sex.

You're quick, intelligent and astute.

You're one of the most able people to manage this place.

Do you really think that flattery

will make me forget that you left me when Bárbara turned up?

We make a good team,

in every sense of the word.

Did your father threaten to spank you if you misbehaved?

I can't believe it.

I can't believe it.

You'll be the head of these galleries sooner or later

and all I want is that when that happens,

you'll let me be by your side.

Someone was good this year.

Or rather someone else was really bad.

So, will Enrique win you back through retail therapy?

No, that only calms me down. My forgiveness will cost him more.

- What will you do? - Nothing.

You want me to leave him?

I can't and I wouldn't even if I could.

Guys!

I'm not the only one who's changed.

I've been waiting for 15 minutes

and not one sales clerk has attended to us.

I apologise, it gets very hectic this time of year.

Would you excuse me for a second?

Ignacio, attend to those customers

and give them a 10% discount on whatever they buy.

Of course, Don Emilio.

Excuse me.

Everything all right, Don Emilio?

No.

No.

The employees can't cope and clients are noticing.

We've received several complaints today, we can't have that.

What we can't have is reinforcements.

I think I made myself quite clear.

I thought the accounts were looking better.

They are.

But if we want to satisfy Sara Ortega we can't have extra costs.

All money must go towards the presentation, Airsa's the priority.

Unhappy customers don't return.

He's right.

If we can't rely on outside help we'll have to solve it internally.

How about using the seamstresses?

The fair-minded ones can work on the uniforms

and the rest can help upstairs.

We'll pay them a little extra,

it'll be cheaper than hiring new staff.

- What about repairs? - The shop floor is our priority.

Good idea.

Give the order downstairs.

We need you to help out your sales colleagues.

If you have any queries,

Don Emilio will be happy to help you.

How will we get any work done without the women?

The presentation is just around the corner.

Trust me.

In that case we'll only be able to do without them

for no more than 24 hours.

That's fine, we won't need everyone.

We've never left the workshop unattended in this company.

If we do a bad job, will we get fired?

Ladies, please.

Don Alberto, these ladies aren't trained to be clerks.

The decision has been made.

Don't worry, we're not firing anyone.

What's more, you'll get a supplement after the holiday.

Those who have been chosen to work as clerks tomorrow

are Pepita, Inés, Laura and Rita.

You can collect your uniforms at some point today

and first thing tomorrow morning, you should be on the shop floor.

Thank you, all.

You heard him.

Do you mind if I take a look?

No, of course not, Don Alberto.

Excuse me.

This is for the cape and skirt

and this would be the fur for the jacket.

They're top quality fabrics.

I'd like Ms Ortega to feel the fabric when she comes.

Whenever she wants.

They're beautiful, Doña Elena, thanks.

I'm so glad you're with us.

So am I.

Have a good afternoon.

I'll be back in a moment.

OK.

Alberto.

Thanks for the gift.

You didn't have to.

Of course.

I'm sorry about what happened before I left.

I didn't mean to trouble you.

Don't worry, I know it won't happen again.

Of course.

I know a lot has happened lately...

Haven't you felt like doing the same?

Dropping everything and leaving with me?

Alberto, Ana! Happy New Year to you both.

Happy New Year, Sara.

Yes, we were just talking about you at the workshop.

You can come and see the fabrics when you want.

Send them to my office.

Thank you, Ana.

How were your holidays?

I've never liked small talk.

How does it feel to be married to the perfect woman,

to be in love with your prettiest employee...

and to be having a "good time" with your associate?

How does it feel?

About the other day--

Calm down, I told you, I haven't fallen for you.

Even though you don't care,

I have a life too,

but what's the point if you don't let it surprise you once in a while?

After the show, I want all the media to convene for a drink.

All the agency directors are invited too.

Thanks, Mateo.

However, we might not be able to fit everyone into the hall.

Could we rent a club out?

We don't know if Enrique would pay for all of this.

I thought Alberto was in charge of my uniforms, not Enrique.

Talking about me behind my back?

How are you, Sara?

Finalising the details of the show,

but they don't seem happy.

We do like your suggestions.

What we don't know is if we have the means.

- Why? - What does it involve?

A catwalk in front of the public, the media, interviews, cocktails

countless parties, shall I go on?

Is that what you want?

Client satisfaction is our utmost priority.

Go ahead with it.

He asked you if you ever felt that?

He lives on another planet. What did you say?

What could I say? He's married and I'm with Carlos

I don't even want to have that conversation.

The phone's ringing.

Is nobody going to pick up?

I've got to go back to work. 'Bye.

Don't worry, ladies,

I'll do it, shall I? Like everything else.

Hello, Velvet galleries.

Father Cosme, how are you?

It's Rita Montesinos.

I'm fine, not too bad.

With Pedro?

For the wedding date, of course.

Haven't you been told?

There isn't going to be a wedding.

That's right, Pedro and Rosa Mari broke up two days ago.

Yes, a lover's tiff or something.

There won't be a wedding

so don't worry about filling up that date.

No, don't worry, I'll tell them.

See you soon, Father Cosme.

Was it Father Cosme?

Yes.

No, it wasn't the Father,

it was an altar boy calling on his behalf

because Father Cosme is sick.

Sick? How sick?

Really sick.

He has a fever and really weird virus

and the poor guy will be bed bound for around four months.

Four months?

Or a year, because with viruses, since they're so small--

They're tiny.

Since they don't know, they've cancelled the wedding

until at least next summer.

I can't do this.

It's a bummer,

but it's not like the wedding was tomorrow.

Of course not, we have to be ready.

There has to be a solution, I'll fix this.

Don't call Father Cosme, he's really ill.

Calm down.

Let him rest.

Oh God.

What?

I kind of messed up.

Well, more than kind of. I'm not getting out of this one.

- Spill it! - Father Cosme called.

The one from the church in town.

He wanted to discuss the wedding

and I told him the wedding was off.

You did what?

I told them Father Cosme was dying. I cancelled the wedding.

I'm the worst person in the world!

Oh God.

Well, I don't think it's that bad.

Didn't you want them to break up?

Well, what's done is done.

- When you put it like that. - I do understand.

I would've loved for Cristina to disappear,

but do you know what you've done?

I know, I made a mistake and I'm going to fix it!

I don't know how. I don't know when either,

but give me time to find some courage.

Ladies, Clara, ready to get into gear?

See you later.

Weren't you going to teach me to drive?

Come on, let's go.

Don't worry.

Let's start at the beginning. This is a car.

I'm not an idiot. Shall I start the car?

No, Clara, with no experience driving,

let's do it step by step. Step 1: the seat.

It's quite comfortable.

Can you reach the pedals and steering wheel?

Great. Check your mirrors, you have to see everything.

If you can't, move them. Perfect.

What are you doing?

I just saw that my lips looked hideous.

I'm not going anywhere like that, not even in a car.

God give me strength.

Don't start complaining, it'll only take a second.

Done.

The pedals, accelerator, brake and clutch.

Hold on, I'm confused, is this the clutch?

What's it for?

To change gears.

So, to start the car, step on the clutch

and little by little,

very, very slowly, start to let go

and start pushing down on the accelerator.

Clutch, accelerator, shall I start the car?

Yes.

What's going on? It's not starting.

Either the car has magically stopped working

or the hand brake is on.

You didn't explain that to me. Where is it?

It's here, I'll do it.

Ready?

- What happened? - You had a gear on.

Which gear?

The funeral pace at this rate.

I'm sick of your sarcasm! You're not explaining it properly.

Driving is not for you.

You, like all other women, need to be looked after,

to be brought everywhere and be treated like a princess.

Not a princess, a queen!

I'm done learning, let's go.

- Clara. - I said let's go home.

But I'm driving, right?

- Doña Elena. - Yes.

- Do you have a second? - Of course.

It might not be the best time, but...

I've been thinking about what we discussed the other day and...

I want to find Esteban.

I didn't want to cause any trouble.

I know, but I can't go on pretending he doesn't exist.

I want to see him.

Maybe it's pointless now, but if I don't try,

I'll regret it forever.

Are you sure?

No.

But we owe each other a conversation.

I need to do it

and I don't even know where to start looking.

Well, a few years ago, he wrote to me from Barcelona,

if I'm not mistaken. Come.

The letter said

he was the general director at a textile company in Barcelona.

- Montero Fabrics. - Yes.

It shouldn't be hard to find the number.

Maybe he still works there.

Thank you.

Thank me when you've found him.

Everything will be fine, relax.

What if he's not interested?

Trust me, I know how you feel,

but don't wait until it's too late.

Thanks, Isabel.

Yes, I think he was the sales director.

Sorry, but Mr. Mata has been the sales director for the last two years.

But did Esteban Márquez work there?

I don't know, I've not been here long.

Look, it's very important that I find this man.

If you want, I can ask my supervisors.

Give me your name and number and I'll call you back.

Thank you. Note it down.

Don't tell me you're trying to guess what's inside.

Sorry, but I think there's a mistake

because the return address is in Cuba

with the name Isabel Navarro.

Nobody with that name works here.

It must be a mistake.

I'll take care of it. Carry on working.

You could have been found out.

I didn't even know I'd end up using another name.

They were my father's.

They're beautiful.

I want Alberto to have them.

It's the perfect excuse to tell him.

I don't have much time left.

Oh God, you scared me, Ana!

If I had scissors in my hand, I would've stabbed you.

Why are you here? Your shift ended.

What do you mean? What are you doing here?

I asked first.

A good boss is the first one in and last one out.

Your turn.

I...

What have you got there?

Nothing.

What is this?

Ana, where are you going with this?

You're not stealing fabric from the workshop, are you?

How could you accuse me of that?

Maybe because I just caught you sneaking out of the workshop

with zips that don't belong to you.

I was going to return them and buy them tomorrow morning.

What'll you do with them?

Don't lie to me, Ana.

I'm sewing for another shop.

- What? - Ssh!

You're sewing for another shop? I knew it.

I knew you were hiding something.

Please, if we're caught, they'll kill us.

What are you asking me? To be your accomplice?

Yes.

I started doing it

when I was going through a really rough time.

I needed to fill my life with something,

I needed an escape.

Designing was the only way to forget about my problems.

I used to draw to forget.

Now, when I draw, that's when the problems appear.

What nonsense is this?

You're one of the country's top designers.

Not anymore, Ana.

I might have been, but I'm not anymore.

Enrique's waiting for me upstairs.

I have nothing to show him.

I'm empty.

If someone finds out, it's over for me.

Don't worry about me.

They won't find out through me.

Promise.

And I hope this secret is safe too.

I've spent all night at the workshop

and I haven't seen anyone.

You didn't see my designs either.

I actually haven't seen them.

Do you want to?

You're Philip Ray!

Are you Philip Ray?

I thought it was some Frenchified, fat guy with a moustache.

And you're Philip Ray!

So, you know Philip Ray?

Darling, every designer has to know who's hot in his city.

One has to know who's starting to shine,

who's falling from grace.

and that's something you should bear in mind

for the future, Mr. Ray.

What do you think?

Do you really want to know my humble opinion, Mr. Ray?

I'm all ears.

I like your style

and the execution is perfect.

Congratulations.

But...

you lack ambition.

These clients aren't Velvet clients.

But they dream of that.

Chubby ladies dream of being skinny,

short ladies dream of being tall, poor ladies dream of being rich

and rich ladies dream of being even richer.

That's fashion: to dream.

I see your sketches and I know you're working hard.

I know you're trying to

dress all of Doña Aurorita's women,

but don't do it.

Think of one woman, only one,

and you'll become the best designer in the country.

After me, of course.

Thank you.

When I designed my first sketches

I secretly did it for Asunción, a friend of my mother.

She was elegant,

slim, ethereal.

She was the inspiration I needed.

You don't need a muse, you're so talented.

Sometimes talent goes to sleep

and you have to wake it up again.

I must find Asunción.

Thank you, Mr. Ray. I must find Asunción.

I'm coming.

- Can I come in? - Of course.

- Am I disturbing you? - No, I was only reading.

Bookmark the page

and spend a minute with me and this bottle of champagne.

What's this?

Don't you remember our first toast?

On the Twelfth Night.

Anyway, we have a lot to celebrate this year.

New year, new collection,

new designer.

Just one toast.

I promise.

Just one toast.

Everything's so lovely, thank you.

Things may change, but they can't change us...

because we have a lot to share this year.

You still owe me an answer.

Have you ever thought of leaving it all?

Alberto.

What?

Am I the only one who dreams of a better life?

No, I do too.

A toast, gentlemen,

to meeting again.

We're doing well.

And to this drink,

after three weeks of Yak butter, this is heaven.

I admire you so much.

It can't be easy packing up and travelling the world.

You should give it a go, you'd love it. Come.

Don't rule it out.

Me too. The city gets too much for me.

Don't laugh, I'm changing. Tell him, Alberto.

He is changing.

You're not capable of spending one day without your hair gel.

You're not the only one who can suffer here.

Do you mean the driving lessons?

How did it go?

Great. Clara's a great student.

She'll be driving blindfolded in no time.

Come on, you can't lie to us.

Tell us the truth, didn't you argue a little bit?

No, it brought us even closer together. I didn't think it possible.

I'm glad. I see you haven't lost your touch with women.

I told you, some things never change.

That's true.

How about you, Alberto? How's married life?

Another whisky, please.

So, it's going well then.

- Ana. - What?

I'm not going upstairs.

I don't see it happening.

You're going to look gorgeous.

All the customers will want to buy from you.

I look like a maths teacher.

I'm not good at this.

You'll be great.

What's the worst that could happen?

Be sent back to the workshop?

It was going to happen anyway.

Imagine your future at Philip Ray.

That's it.

OK, I've been through worse things than this.

Get out.

Rita...

You look beautiful.

Thanks.

That's the first time you've told me that.

Nervous?

Yes, very.

You're a bold girl, you'll be great.

I'm also nervous about other things.

What?

Do you have a second to talk?

Yes.

It's about your wedding

and, you know, not being able to get married.

Oh that, Rosa Mari is annoyed, but I--

Pedro, please. Let me talk.

Let me finish because I've been going over it in my head

and I have to tell you this.

OK, tell me.

Well, sometimes we make mistakes, right?

Sometimes...

Sometimes we act on impulse and sometimes we don't.

Then you start thinking: what if I'd done this?

Or what if I'd done that?

I get it, but please, tell me.

Other times, impulse gets the better of you

and you end up doing things that maybe you shouldn't ...

because you hurt the people you care about.

Totally, but please, tell me.

I'm going to speak from the heart

and I don't want you to get angry.

How could I?

I'm glad because...

Pedro!

- Problem solved. - What?

- Tell him, son. - The wedding's back on!

We're getting married?

Did you speak to Father Cosme?

No, he's ill.

I started asking all the churches and found one that has a date!

I'm lost. We're getting married here in Madrid?

It was either that or waiting until next year.

Will the whole village come to Madrid?

My family won't do that.

Don't worry, they won't have time to.

- Why? - It's tomorrow.

Tomorrow?

We can't get married tomorrow, it's the Twelfth Night.

And what better present for our Manolito.

I have to go.

I want you on the front row, Rita!

Make sure you look good.

What were you going to tell me?

Please, tell me.

Married tomorrow? How?

Well, by getting married at a church with a priest.

But you're missing the most important thing.

I have the ring.

I mean love, you don't love Rosa Mari!

I'll have to find a way.

- She's the mother of my child. - It's not Rita.

Rita doesn't love me.

Jonás, get in line with your colleagues.

May I know what the long face is for?

It's nothing.

I'm doing great.

I've never felt better. I'm getting married tomorrow.

- Tomorrow? - Yes.

Could you be my best man?

That's a big responsibility.

Are you sure you want that?

You're the most responsible person I know.

So, thank you, Don Emilio.

- Pedro. - Yes?

I still haven't said yes.

But you can't say no.

Raúl.

Are you Asunción?

One and the same.

- Would you like to sit down? - Of course.

The grand designer Raúl De la Riva.

The last time I saw you, you were a puny little thing

and look at you now,

a big, successful designer!

Whilst the other children kicked balls around,

you spent your time looking at old fashion magazines from the 20s.

Time and time again you'd draw these beautiful women

with those super long pearl necklaces.

Yes, I was obsessed with that style.

The tassels, the boas...

All those women you drew

with those stunning hats.

All of those women were you.

You always said that.

And I'd look at those drawings

and those women with such long, svelte legs.

Raúl, that woman wasn't me.

She was inside you.

I would've loved to have had that figure.

But I've always been the way you see me now.

Asunción.

Yes?

Not only were you my inspiration during my childhood,

but you still are today.

Thank you.

Thank you so much.

I like the hat.

Well, well, Raúl De la Riva. It's been a while.

I know we had a meeting and I missed it

and I'm truly sorry.

You disappointed me.

However, it's my fault for having had high expectations.

You weren't mistaken

and you'll realise that when you see what I'm preparing.

Well, you tell me.

Two days.

I need two days

and I'll show you the best collection you've ever seen.

Two days.

Two.

You won't regret this, I swear.

Carlos.

Doing some last minute Christmas shopping?

Don't worry, I'm in the same boat.

HAPPY HOLIDAYS

After you.

I work at Velvet and still haven't bought my wife a present.

- Can you believe it? - Well, no.

I bought Ana's present weeks ago.

What did you buy her?

It might give me some ideas.

It's a surprise.

Don't worry, I know how to keep secrets.

I know that.

Excuse me?

Ana told me that you two were a couple.

She'd told me about her heartbreaking relationship,

but she never told me it was with her boss.

She kept quiet so as not to worry you.

Why would I be worried?

That happened ages ago, right?

In any case, you're married now and she has me.

I'm glad.

No more than I am.

See you tonight?

Sorry?

If you don't mind that is.

Cristina invited Ana and I to try the magnificent King cake.

Ana!

Hello, Alberto.

Hello, Ana.

See you tonight.

Why?

Cristina invited us to her party.

- And you want to go? - Of course.

Why wouldn't I?

It's best to act normal in these cases.

If you've done it, why shouldn't I?

I'm glad you're taking my past with Alberto well.

It doesn't change anything.

I'm just putting up with the guy who hurt you.

You're over it, right?

Yes.

Well, that's that.

Let's move on from this.

Come in.

Don Alberto.

Hi, Doña Elena.

Do you have a moment?

Yes, please, sit down.

After you.

Well...

This is for you.

- For me? - Happy Holidays.

How come?

For everything.

I don't know,

because thanks to you, I'm working,

because I have a life again and something to be excited about.

I don't know what to say.

Don't say anything. Open it.

They're beautiful,

but this must have cost a fortune.

They were my father's.

Your father?

He was called Alberto,

and in many ways, you remind me of him.

If they were your father's,

they should go to your family, I can't have them.

Alberto...

Sorry, I didn't know you were in a meeting.

Could you wait outside, please?

- Of course. - No, I'll leave now.

We'll talk another time.

Thank you, Doña Elena.

Is everything OK?

She just gave them to me.

They're beautiful.

They belonged to her father.

Yes?

Doña Elena, may I come in?

Yes, of course, come in.

I came to say sorry.

I interrupted your conversation with Alberto

and got the impression that it was bad timing.

Don't worry about it, dear.

He showed me the cuff links, they're beautiful.

Yes, they are.

That's why I wanted my son to have them.

Ana, I'm Alberto's mother.

His mother died when he was a child

and she was called Isabel.

I am Isabel Navarro.

I've spent all this time pretending to be someone else

to be close to my son.

But, why?

Why did they make everyone think you were dead?

It's a long story.

When Alberto's father, Rafael

came to expand the business here

and start up the Velvet galleries,

he met Gloria.

He went back to Cuba over time to leave me.

I already had my son, Alberto.

He took him from me

and he made everyone believe that I was dead.

Were you there this whole time?

Of course, he made sure I couldn't leave Cuba.

So, when I found out he'd died,

I packed my bags and came here.

If it weren't for your uncle.

My uncle knew?

Of course, we've been friends our whole lives.

So, please keep this secret,

make sure it stays between us.

I want to be the one to tell him.

Why didn't you tell me?

That Doña Elena is Alberto's mum?

How did you find out?

She told me.

How could you have tricked everyone all this time?

That's something between Isabel and Alberto.

This doesn't concern you.

So, we've been feeding this huge lie our whole lives?

- What would you have done? - Who knows?

Whatever was necessary.

What kind of man can separate a mother from her child?

Don Rafael was a monster,

but you?

How could you have helped him all these years?

Isabel's been pretending to be someone she's not,

tricking everyone including her son. Why?

Why didn't she tell him the truth?

- She didn't tell you? - Tell me what?

Isabel is dying.

Clara!

Lucas, what are you doing here?

That's what I'd like to know.

I have no idea what to buy my mother and my aunts.

I'm a bit surprised, this is really expensive.

What were you expecting? This is haute couture.

If Mateo buys all your presents here, you must be happy.

Yes, he certainly keeps me happy.

Did something happen? Didn't the lesson go well?

- I prefer not to talk about it. - OK.

They weren't bad, they were terrible.

He treated me like an idiot the whole time.

I'm sorry to hear that.

Not as sorry as me. I don't know if I'll drive ever again.

I'm going to be taking photos in the countryside,

if you want, when you finish we can have some lessons.

My car is an old junk heap, but as a starter,

it still has a few miles left.

So, you meant it, you'd do that for me?

Of course.

Thanks, Lucas, I don't know how to repay you.

You can help me find gifts for the family.

Men! I'm not sure I'll know what to get for them.

- I'm sure you will. - Follow me.

Great.

Wait, turn the other way.

A bit more that way.

Great.

How embarrassing, it's not my thing.

What do you mean? You're doing great.

You look beautiful with this light.

Weren't we going to drive?

Oh, right, yes. I got carried away.

Shall we begin?

- Yes. - OK.

The other way round!

Sorry.

It's all yours, start the car.

Just like that. No explanation?

No talk about the clutch, gears and mirrors?

The clutch, gears, mirrors, you know they exist, right?

That's enough, come on.

Clara, you can do anything you want.

You just have to trust in yourself.

And now, accelerate.

Brake, brake!

Oh God.

This is so embarrassing. I'm so sorry!

No, no, no.

Don't worry,

everyone makes mistakes.

Mistakes? If I crashed the car, Mateo would kill me.

Yes, but I'm not Mateo.

I'm so sorry, Lucas.

We'll have to get a tow truck, right?

Yes.

Velvet Galleries.

I'm calling back from Montero Fabrics for Blanca Soto.

Who did you say called?

Doña Blanca, somebody just called for you.

- Thank you. - I took the liberty of answering.

It was one of the secretaries from Montero Fabrics.

They asked me to tell you

that they don't know how to find Don Esteban Márquez.

Doña Blanca, after all he put you through,

why do you want to see him again?

He wasn't to blame for what happened.

Rafael did everything possible to get rid of Esteban.

He found out about the pregnancy much later.

When it was too late.

That's not possible. Rafael wasn't capable of that.

Rafael was capable of doing a lot worse and you know it.

I know, I don't need reminding.

I also know that Esteban wasn't trustworthy.

I never thought he was a good person.

Perhaps Rafael helped you avoid even more pain.

You don't know that.

Neither do I.

That's why I need to see him again and confront him

to hear his side of things.

Not to mention that Rafael had no right to make decisions over my life.

He was here about a year ago.

He had a business proposal for his brother.

Don Rafael ordered me to stop him from going into the warehouses.

Nevertheless...

Nevertheless,

he gave me a card in case his brother changed his mind.

Thank you.

Now, if you'll excuse me.

This is only going to bring more problems.

Esteban wasn't the one who brought problems into our lives.

Rafael.

Yes, Rafael.

Yes, he gave you a job,

but what about everything he's stolen along the way?

Open your eyes.

He's been manipulating and using us our whole lives.

You don't owe him anything.

Nothing.

Sorry, may I speak to Esteban Márquez?

Esteban.

Sorry, I hadn't recognised you.

A lot of time has passed.

It's Blanca.

Blanca Soto.

Can you calm down?

Let's see.

The liquorice and shortbread are for the Kings.

The lettuce and water are for you.

For the camels.

For the camels? Get over here!

- Are you nervous? - No, you?

Grownups don't get nervous about these kinds of things.

No, are you nervous about the wedding tomorrow?

Yes.

Because you don't get married every day.

Will we live together?

I don't know. We'd have to ask Don Emilio.

If we couldn't live here,

would you leave the galleries?

I don't know, Manolito.

What I do know is that today,

is our first holiday together,

but it won't be our last, will it?

We'll always be together.

Nobody will come between us.

Promise?

Can I have a hug?

Come here!

Time to go to sleep.

If the Kings catch you up, they won't give you any gifts.

Pedro!

What's the boy doing here?

He wanted to spend the Twelfth Night with his dad.

What Twelfth Night? It's another night for you!

Your last night as a single man. Come here.

Seriously.

Do you really think I'm up for this?

I had to try.

Look,

I don't really talk about my feelings,

but...

Just so you know, I know how hard this is for you.

It really is.

But I'm doing it all for my son,

to make a family because...

because they say everything will be fine.

I'm here for anything you need...

because you're my cousin by blood, but you're also my best friend.

And I love you.

I mean, man to man.

But I love you.

I love you.

You'll forget about Rita

and it'll all pass.

Goodnight.

- Happy holidays, cousin. - You too.

Carlos.

- Sorry I'm late. - No worries.

My lady.

Are you sure this is a good idea?

Ana.

It would only be a bad idea if you hadn't turned the page

and you have, right?

If you haven't, I think we should talk about it.

Yes, I have.

Good.

Let's enjoy the meal.

- What's this? - I felt like it.

Good evening.

Good evening, Sara. Thank you for coming.

Thank you for having us.

Alberto, come over here.

- Sara has arrived and... - My husband.

Pleased to meet you.

Alberto Márquez and his wife Cristina.

It's a pleasure and honour to have you in our home.

I know your work and I'm a big fan.

At least someone knows my sculptures in this country.

My husband isn't very well known in Spain yet.

My art is too risqué for the Spanish public.

Please, make yourself at home. Welcome.

Thank you.

What an odd couple, right?

Good evening.

- Good evening. - Welcome.

Thanks for the invite.

You have a beautiful home, right?

Yes, it's lovely.

Ana has already been here.

Yes, we invited her when she was working on my wedding dress.

Ana, you look--

She looks beautiful, I know.

Yes.

Thank you.

Well, we have champagne and King cake,

please, come in and enjoy yourselves.

Thank you.

Ana!

Sorry, could I just have a moment with her?

You may, as long as you bring her back.

- Thank you. - What?

Thank you. I've started designing again.

I've gone back to my roots!

I met up with my muse, the woman who inspired my first designs.

Oh, really? And?

Muses are only in your head, Ana.

I had just idealised her.

She wasn't as tall, skinny or pretty as I remembered,

she was actually the opposite.

But when I looked into her eyes

I found myself, Ana, my very own essence

and a light bulb went off. I have the concept.

I think that's great.

That way, I'm sure you'll keep my secret.

My lips are sealed. Always.

Yes, travelling is great,

but you can't deny that there's no place like home.

They may not have as many luxuries in Tibet or Guinea,

but every day is an adventure over there.

Really?

You're really interested in our conversation, right?

- Yes, I'm really interested. - Really?

Heard of the Nubas?

- It's a very special tribe. - Oh, really?

They're nudists.

More King cake?

Any more and I'll explode.

Keeping an eye on your enemy?

How do you know me so well?

You're not a quitter.

- Never for someone who deserves it. - Bárbara.

It's nice to see how you worry about me.

I'm not used to being looked after.

Looks like it's your turn to pay for the next cake.

If only they could see you now.

You used to be a ladies' man.

I must be getting old.

Everyone has their own thing going on, right?

Carlos hasn't stopped rubbing in my face how happy they are.

How dare he. It's not like they're a couple.

- Aren't you on my side? - I am.

I'm going to get a drink.

Would you excuse me?

Can I have a slice?

Should I prepare it how you like?

With a cherry and a bit of chocolate?

You still remember?

Of course.

You've put on the cufflinks, Doña Elena gave you.

It's the first time an employee has given me a present.

It makes me happy.

Are you OK?

There's something you should know.

Doña Elena isn't the woman you think she is.

Great party, right?

Yes.

But it's getting late, I have to go.

Thanks for everything.

Ana.

If the show's half as successful as this party,

it'll run smoothly.

I've had quite a few surprises tonight.

I didn't know you were married.

You never asked me.

Hi.

Are you having fun?

Yes, lots.

Is it the first time you've seen them together?

Well.

Your husband is a handsome man.

And Sara, well, you know her.

Working so closely, it was inevitable that something would happen.

Excuse me?

Your husband and my wife.

Sara can do what she wants, we have an open relationship.

I suppose you do too.

No.

Sorry, I thought you knew.

My husband?

There's nothing wrong with it.

Nobody can be chained to just one person.

Enough.

Ladies and gentlemen, I'd like to make a toast

to the hosts who, for the first time in my life,

have made Christmas a less terrifying ordeal.

To the Three Kings and Doña Concha.

Excuse me.

Tell me you haven't slept with Sara Ortega.

Enough! I don't want to hear another word!

I knew this wouldn't end well.

I shouldn't have looked at you like that.

- What are you doing here? - Taking you to the church.

I'm not going alone. I already have a date.

With who? My brother?

- What are you doing? - Nothing.

- Coming to the wedding? - Yes.

I've made up my mind.

The groom isn't supposed to be late!

- You're nervous. - I'm going to have a heart attack.

Of course, it's a guy thing.

Manolito, I'm the one getting married.

Shall I help you?

Smile, it's your wedding day.

It was Radio Continental,

since I won, they want me to sing on Valentine's day!

Luisa!

- Any news? - I'm meeting Esteban.

Be careful.

My name isn't Elena. I'm Isabel Navarro.

I'm your mother.