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-What happened? -Sorry.

Trust me, we're going to be happy.

But not together.

Where have you been?

I thought you were responsible, your uncle is too old for this.

It won't happen again. Alberto and I are over.

Oh God, where were you?

-Are you pregnant? -It isn't your baby.

-I'm going back. -What?

The city's not for me.

-I left, can I stay here? -Give me your suitcase.

We all deserve a second chance,

especially people with pretty necks.

If you screw with my collection, I'll break it.

What a ring!

Anything for my future wife.

What do I have to do to get you to have a drink we me after class?

I made the decision to leave my wife and I'm doing it with or without Ana.

Did you annul your marriage?

There's one thing the Oteguis taught me: money talks.

I'm going to finish her.

Careful what you say.

Are you Ana Ribera? Are you Phillipe Ray?

How long have you designed for Velvet? Why did you choose that name?

I can just see the headlines tomorrow:

"A triumphant collection for Alberto Márquez's whore".

Ladies! Get out.

The press will target you. It's your collection, you decide.

Let's carry on.

I need you by my side.

I promise you'll never catch me lying again.

I'm crazy about you.

It's a full house.

It'll turn out well in the end.

Which one's my seat?

What's wrong?

-Don't you remember me? -Michelle.

I've never been able to get two fashion geniuses together in one collection.

Please keep an open mind

and cast your judgement aside.

Ana Ribera,

it's time to present Phillipe Ray.

Good morning, do you need a hand?

Take my measurements for that model.

And that one for me!

And me.

If you'll excuse me, I'll get a notebook to note down the orders.

Everyone's so excited.

They're acting like they're at a market.

Maybe both collections will sell like hot cakes.

More like one collection: Raúl de la Riva, not Phillipe Ray.

It's clear as day.

It's time to eat up.

Toast and warm milk, just the way you like it.

I'm not hungry.

Ana, honey...

Last night wasn't...

I made the biggest fool of myself last night.

-Don't say that. -Why? It's true.

I'm the laughing stock of Madrid.

You showed the best collection ever to walk down these galleries.

Don't let the opinion of others affect you.

Now more than ever, you have to keep your head held high.

I can't.

Don Emilio, we didn't know you were here.

I'll leave you with her, hopefully you'll have more luck.

Come on, cheer up.

People forget things so easily.

Tomorrow nobody will remember what happened.

And if they do, let them say what they like.

Let them talk, you should be very proud of your work.

Because everyone who loves you is proud of you.

Besides, it's only a catwalk.

Who cares? You'll do another

and shut those gossips up.

Do you really think there will be more?

Do you really think someone's going to buy Phillipe Ray after yesterday?

I put everything into that

and now I have nothing.

Times like these remind me of why I went to Paris.

What simple-minded scum!

You did exactly the same thing a few months ago

and judged Ana. Don't make that face.

Of course I did! I judged Ana and Alberto!

So?

Except for one thing: I was Cristina's friend,

those scumbags aren't.

And I never cast doubt on Ana's work or talent.

That's enough.

Arguing won't solve anything.

-He's the one arguing! -We've got to find a solution.

Come in.

Good morning.

How's it going out there?

For now, all orders are for Mr de la Riva's collection.

-Congratulations. -And Phillipe Ray?

Let's not get ahead of ourselves. Things could still change.

How's Ana?

She didn't go to the workshop.

I don't think she's left her room all morning.

I didn't think it was appropriate to call her for work.

Hold on.

Please.

How are you?

She doesn't want to eat, she doesn't want to go out.

She doesn't want to talk to anybody.

I don't think it's the right time.

It's worth a try.

Ana.

Ana, it's Alberto.

They said you haven't come out all morning.

What happened was unfair.

I knew showing my face would be a risk.

It's not your fault.

Your collection was one of the best in these galleries. Everyone saw it.

The sales will be the judge of that.

Is it that bad?

It's not going too well.

But it's still too early to tell.

Right.

You don't have to act tough with me, Ana.

If you wouldn't mind, I'd rather be alone.

Take all the time you need to come back to work.

Clara, can't you hear the phone?

Hello, Velvet Galleries.

No, Mr Márquez isn't here. He won't discuss the catwalk show.

Don't call back, understood?

-More reporters? -Yes.

How many so far?

Honestly, I don't know.

The phone hasn't stopped ringing to discuss you and Ana.

Wasn't the show enough? What do they want?

To sell newspapers!

-Hand me the phone on the next call. -No!

They're experts at changing anything you say or do.

I'm not standing by idly. Find Cristina.

Calm down.

She hasn't stopped plotting against us. I've been too nice to her.

She's pregnant. What could you do?

Until she gives birth, nothing.

-What are you thinking? -It's my son.

He's all I have. He can't be raised by her.

She's his mother.

She's hateful. She's crossed every line and is going to pay.

What shall we buy?

A Raúl de la Riva or a Pathetic Ray?

Revenge is a dish best served cold, savour it.

That's what I'm doing.

Since Alberto got the annulment,

making him suffer is my only consolation.

Now's not the time.

Now that I'm leaving, you have to get ready for the baby.

Bárbara, do you really need to leave now?

My mother is turning 60.

You don't turn 60 every day.

My dad's planning a surprise party,

you know how much I like those.

But isn't it a little early? The collection is half done.

Oh, Cristina.

You can easily take care of that by yourself.

I promise I'll try to be back for the presentation.

The vase, the photo of Lourditas and the paperweight.

Why do you need a paperweight in San Sebastian?

No reason, it's just so pretty.

I know that floozy Patricia will be working with us

and I don't want her touching my things.

And that includes my husband.

-Aren't you going to the dinner? -No.

It's your mother-in-law's birthday.

Yes and I'd love to be there with Bárbara,

but I'm staying by your side.

I know things with Alberto aren't going as well as you'd like

so I'll be of more use here.

Right, and you're not staying just to get up to your old tricks?

Besides, Cristina has Raúl.

No, I'm really going to miss you.

I hope so

because third chances don't exist.

Trust me.

Cristina, are you sure you'll be fine?

Yes, don't worry.

I'll call you when I reach, OK?

Tell me how everything goes.

Come on, cutie, let's go.

I hate goodbyes. Take care!

-Come on, we'll be late. -Yes, OK.

Have a good trip.

You scared me, Alberto!

-Do you want something to drink? -No.

It looks like you need tea or something stronger.

You must be proud.

Splitting us up wasn't enough, you had to ruin the collection.

No, no.

Make no mistake, I didn't ruin anything.

Ana destroyed the collection all by herself.

I know you were behind that publication!

You told your side by making yourself the victim and her the villain.

That's why you did this.

How are other people's opinions my fault

and the fact that they think that your affair

with that floozy is shameful?

Ana is the best thing that's ever happened to me!

And it's because of her and my son that I'm still here.

How dare you put that whore and this child in the same category.

This child is your blood.

I thought you were a good person, Cristina.

But I was obviously wrong.

You make me sick.

Let me be clear, I'm like that because of you.

Since we got together, all you've done is ruin my life.

You've lied to me, humiliated me, cheated on me with two women.

You're despicable and you're going to pay.

You've lost it, Cristina.

I honestly don't think you're ready to be a mother.

How dare you! You're a lowlife!

An idiot, a scumbag!

Bastard!

You ruined my life!

I hate you!

I'll kill you!

Are you OK?

No, please.

What's wrong?

I'm bleeding, Alberto.

-My baby. -I'll take you to the hospital.

-Mr Alberto Márquez? -Yes.

What happened, doctor? How is she?

Your wife has lost a lot of blood. Her placenta isn't in the right place.

It's covering the lower half of her womb and we need it to move up.

If it doesn't...

your baby is at risk.

No, no, please, no.

Calm down.

No, no.

You have to do something, doctor.

Take the baby out.

I know he's only six months old, but...

Six months? Mr Márquez, your wife is three months pregnant.

That' s impossible. She's six months gone.

There's no doubt about it.

Given the circumstances, the only thing we can do is wait.

Maybe with some rest, the placenta will move up...

Ana, wait, please.

Ana, wait. Listen to me!

I already heard the clients

and they're always right. That's what you've always told me.

But not this time.

It's different now.

It's not different. Why?

Because I'm your niece and you love me?

I put everything into Phillipe Ray and lost, that's it.

Ana, wait.

Ana.

Nobody picking up?

-Hello? -Finally! How are you, dear?

Fine, a bit tied up, but fine. And you?

I won't lie, I could be better.

We've had quite some drama here.

-Drama? -Yes, dear, yes.

Well, actually, a huge drama.

Sorry, I don't feel like hearing any drama.

This isn't a clinic, it's the Velvet Galleries.

And I'm your mother-in-law! You're clueless!

Mrs Consuelo?

Yes, the very one or do you have other mothers-in-law?

No, how could I have more than one? I got confused.

Are you OK?

Yes, but very affected by all of this.

Life just flashes you by.

Uncle Etelvino, he's gone.

-He's gone? -Yes.

But when they go they always come back, I wouldn't worry.

He's gone to a better place. He was 95 years old.

Could you put one of my daughters on the phone?

Uncle Telvi died? Oh God.

Don't worry, I'll let Rita and Clara know, OK?

Don't leave.

Well, you can't leave, especially if he's dead.

Don't hang up. Speak to you soon.

Pedro?

I hung up. What an idiot!

Clara! Rita!

I have to tell you about the drama in Porrillos.

Your mum called and I got really nervous.

I told her to stay on the line and hung up.

But what happened?

Your uncle Etelvino, Mrs Eugenia's husband, the long-haired one.

The one with the chickens. He's gone.

Where? He's really old.

No, Rita. He's gone...

Let's see if I can make myself a little clearer...

He's... he died.

I knew it.

Wasn't he the one who was loaded

and whom everyone wanted to die...?

Come on, mum's waiting for us.

Sorry, I didn't mean to hang up on your mum, but I got confused.

Just so you know, you'll be on her blacklist now.

Tell her that my mum offers her condolences and that she'll bring meat.

Leave your mother at home with her pigs.

She's not picking up.

-Yes? -Mum, it's Rita.

Mrs Consuelo, I'm so sorry!

What happened to him? Pedro told us...

Dead, Rita. Dead as a doorknob.

We're all pretty upset here.

Well, Mum, you didn't really like him, did you?

And he was a very old man.

No, I'm upset about the inheritance

because he had more land than your uncle Venancio and nothing's in writing.

Your cousin Rosita has already started sorting things out

and she's already wearing the gold earrings.

-Earrings? -Yes, you heard me.

The white gold earrings with pearls.

Since when did uncle Etelvino wear earrings?

Mum, it's Clara.

I'm so sorry.

Thank God, my darling Clara.

Hurry back here because we're being left with nothing.

Your cousins are already sharing out land.

You're talking about the dead.

Exactly. What does he want them for?

What do you think they'll say in the village

if you don't show up to your uncle Etelvino's funeral?

Calm down, it's a mess around here and I don't know if we can come.

A mess is what you'll be in if you're not on that bus tomorrow!

Mum?

She hung up. It's your fault.

I can't go, it's impossible.

Apart from the collection, I've got loads of paperwork.

Who do you think is sewing the dresses? Mateo?

Who went to the last funeral?

Well, we won't go and that'll be the end of that.

How could we not? You heard mum, right?

He had loads of land and we're left with nothing!

-What do I want land in Porrillos for? -For your kids?

Look, both of us aren't going. Let's draw straws.

Okay, rock, paper, scissors. But I'll start the count.

One, two, three!

-One, two, three, four... -Five.

Have a safe trip.

Give the chickens my regards and get me a country house in the sun.

Right, but you know I always get walked over because I'm too nice

so I'll just take what I'm left with.

And Rosita is very feisty.

She used to steal my sandwich every single day.

So, I'll do what I can.

Yeah, yeah.

As always, I'm going to have to take care of it.

I'll deal with the inheritance

of the lands and uncle's funeral

because you'd get eaten alive.

Thanks, Clarita, you'll be amazing.

Mother, how long has it been since you came?

A long time. My taste has always been more classic.

Although I remember it being bigger.

-Have you renovated it? -It's the same as ever.

No, it's just that it's full of people, right, honey?

Yes, the collection is doing very well.

Well, at least Raúl de la Riva's is

because that woman made an absolute fool of herself last night.

What was she thinking? How shameful.

Lately, the Márquez family is synonymous with scandal.

Well, my brother's marital issues aren't my fault.

No, mother didn't mean that, did you?

Of course not.

But airing them in such a vulgar manner isn't good for us.

If I'd known what was going to happen, neither of you would've gone.

Of course not.

The Alcocer name rises above the rest.

Well, I'm still a Márquez.

Not for long, darling. Not for long.

Raúl!

Let me introduce you to Mrs Carmen, my future mother-in-law.

Pleasure to meet you.

Congratulations, this place is packed.

Thank you, but if you'll excuse me, I was with a client.

Raúl, I wanted to tell you

that we've pushed the wedding plans forward

and I'd like you to make my bridal gown.

-Sorry? -It'd be an honour for me too.

I have so much work.

But it would be based on one of your designs.

Do you mean one of these?

I thought you'd use the design I asked the nuns to make.

Yes, I know it's not exactly our style,

but I think it would be good for the collection.

Do you think such a sacrifice is necessary?

Mr de la Riva has just told us that he's very busy.

I truly am.

But anything for the good of the collection.

I'm sure you would love to see her in one of my dresses.

I'd be delighted.

If I see Patricia with one of those dresses on, I...

I mean, anything for the good for the collection.

The sooner we start, the sooner we'll finish. Shall we?

In this case, I don't think the groom fits into this equation.

We wouldn't want to jinx the wedding.

I'll pick you up soon, OK?

See you in the changing room. I'll get someone to help.

Miss Lucía can give us a hand.

It's always a pleasure to have Lucía tend to me.

What are you laughing at?

I like your new style.

Not even the nuns at my boarding school looked so pure.

But put lipstick on a pig and it's still a pig.

What are you murmuring about?

Don't tell me you're bonding with the cutter.

I'm Patricia's cousin.

Lucía Márquez.

Your cousin is working at the galleries.

Are there any another Márquez secrets I should know about

before you marry my son?

No, there aren't and don't worry, Lucía isn't invited.

Thank God.

Ladies, let's get measuring.

Madam.

Take notes, Lucía.

90.

-61. -60.

Have you chosen the model you want?

Yes, the Vivalto.

No, the back in this one is completely out in the open.

Yes, but the neckline suits me.

I said no.

I'm handing my son a proper woman, not some floozy.

No offence, Mr de La Riva.

-None taken. -Choose another one.

One that preferably covers your back, shoulders and chest.

Don't you think the bride should choose her own dress?

We're trying to eliminate scandal, not create another one.

We need a more discrete dress

and considering Patricia's taste,

I'm sure she wouldn't mind changing, right?

The Denise.

The Denise is also good.

Very well.

I'm off to the bathroom.

Problems?

I saw you storming out and thought you'd need to vent.

Well, I don't.

What happens outside the bedroom is none of your business.

Perhaps what happens inside neither.

You don't even believe that.

Why are you here? Do you plan on buying something?

-Sorry? -You heard me.

Is something wrong?

He's lazy.

-Sorry, it won't happen again. -I hope not.

Patricia, what are you doing out here? Where's my mother?

In the galleries. I came out to see if I'd see you.

I'm looking forward to us being alone too.

And who knows what will happen on our wedding night?

Well, let's not get ahead of ourselves

because we still have a lot to do.

-Shall we get your mother? -Of course.

Lower them a little.

-Hello? -Inés?

It's Emilio. Emilio López.

Emilio, what a surprise!

How did your niece's show go?

Not very well, to be honest.

That's why I was calling, to tell you I wouldn't be coming to class.

Sorry.

Right now the classes are the least of your worries.

How is your niece doing?

She threw herself into it and didn't get a good response.

She's depressed.

And I don't know what to do.

I'm sure you'll figure out how to help her by giving her peace.

You even managed it with me!

Thank you.

Take all the time you need

and call me if you need anything.

I'd be happy to help you.

Thanks again.

I hope to come back in a couple of days.

-See you soon. -Goodbye.

Don Emilio, they're all in the workshop for the meeting as requested.

Let's go.

Now's not the best time, but I wanted to talk about our conversation...

I haven't forgotten the promise I made to help you climb the ladder,

but there are more important things.

Yes, whatever you say.

Doña Blanca, please.

As you know,

the catwalk show yesterday didn't go as well as expected.

I'd like to

be able to count on you

to lift Ana's spirits.

I honestly don't know what to do anymore.

Don't worry, don Emilio,

if you want, we can organise a party.

Ana isn't in the mood for parties.

Nobody is.

What if we all chip in some of our savings?

Maybe we could even buy a dress

and that might move the sales along.

It's a nice idea,

but if she found out, she would be even more hurt.

Thanks anyway.

Don't take this the wrong way, but perhaps we shouldn't do anything.

Maybe Ana needs to be alone and think.

I don't know what could happen if she hits rock bottom.

I don't know.

So, what can we do?

What's going on? Why are you all here?

Apologies, Mr de la Riva, it's a personal matter.

I didn't want to bother you.

Is it about Ana?

We don't have any sales data to cheer her up with.

What data are you on about?

Ana is an artist, she doesn't get data.

She's like me, a free spirit, creative, emotional.

You go through highs and lows.

That's it. Nothing can be done.

Well, you could've saved yourself a trip here.

What I'm trying to say,

is that Ana is going through an identity crisis.

But it's normal.

I was like her, or worse, a few months ago.

You must remind her who she is.

But not with a speech,

with something symbolic...

which serves as a mirror.

I think...

...I think I might just have...

...what we need.

If you'll excuse me.

If you need us, let us know.

Call back later, thank you.

I said kindly call back later. Thank you.

You've finally shown up.

I was going to hire another secretary. The press keeps ringing.

My uncle back home has died.

Clara, I'm so sorry.

Are you OK? Do you need anything?

I have to go to the funeral tomorrow.

Of course, take all the time you need.

I'll leave now then, we're planning a party for Ana.

Didn't your uncle die?

But he was old. Ana's in the prime of her life.

Unbelievable.

Don't get angry, I mean it,

Ana is doing terribly.

Alberto is also doing terribly.

I don't know what I can do to help him.

Or do I?

Let me know when you're going.

Hello?

-Michelle? It's me, Mateo. -Mateo...

I was wondering when you'd call, I didn't think it'd be quite so soon.

Make no mistake, this is strictly business.

Of course, after you.

Are you willing to publish the truth about Phillipe Ray?

No gossipy, sensationalist story.

A firsthand account. What do you think?

That I want to know more to see if I'm interested.

I'll buy you a drink and tell you everything.

Do you know El Pausa bar?

Of course.

I'll see you there tonight at 10pm.

See you tonight.

Mr Márquez?

It looks like the placenta has risen a little and the bleeding has stopped.

The mother is conscious and the baby isn't suffering.

Now what they need is a lot of rest.

Thank you, doctor.

You can go in and see her if you like.

Alberto!

The doctors said that the baby and I are fine

and that we'll be able to go home soon.

That was quite a fright.

Sorry, Alberto, about before...

That baby isn't mine.

-Of course it is, what do you mean? -Stop lying.

I don't know where this is coming from, but...

The doctors say that you're three months pregnant.

But that's impossible because I haven't come near you for much longer.

Look at me!

You ruined my life.

Alberto, please, I did all of this because I wanted to...

Shut up!

Alberto, please, let me explain.

I never want to see you again.

I wish I'd never met you.

I wish I had never met you.

Stop looking at your watch so much, I'm only 10 minutes late.

Michelle, you look...

Spectacular. I know.

I've spent enough time in front of the mirror to know that.

But I'm glad you realised that too.

I told you this was strictly business.

And I'm telling you that the night

is still young.

This isn't an excuse to see you again. This is serious.

You could've called anyone.

Any paper would be interested in news like that, if it's as good as you say.

Why me?

Because you owe me one.

I'm going to tell you the true story about Alberto Márquez and Ana Ribera.

-Or what you call "true story". -You already have the other one.

I want a drink.

Take this.

Montesinos fighting over inheritance will be a free-for-all.

Not even dad's shotgun will be enough.

Not to mention mum who will go on about why I haven't got married yet.

She's been so annoying.

Well, this is only the beginning.

Every week it's the same thing:

"When's the firstborn coming? I'm old enough to be a grandmother."

I wanted to ask you something.

When's the firstborn coming? I'm old enough to be an aunt.

Well, I shouldn't say anything...

Oh God, are you pregnant?

No, Clarita!

We're trying, but...

but it's not working.

It's starting to get me down, you know how I get.

You've not been together very long.

It's a question of probability, I learnt that on the course.

On the course?

Do you talk about sex?

You're such a brute.

No, on the accountancy course we learn about probability.

Mathematical stuff, you know.

No, I don't know. Why do you think I'm a seamstress?

It's easy, it's like the tombola.

If you want the big prize, you'll have to buy more tickets, right?

Well with babies and sex, it's the same.

Don't close the suitcase, see if this fits.

Tell my mum to stock us up on meat!

Tell her I'm looking skinny.

And why not bring a mule to carry this while we're at it?

Enough with the nonsense, they're waiting for us in the workshop.

Especially black pudding.

And we're going to have a go at the tombola tonight.

Tombola?

How do you play that?

Just relax and enjoy.

Raúl.

Let's go, I need you.

Now? Can't it wait until tomorrow?

No, you're the only one who can help me.

Raúl! I'm in a nightie.

How very provocative.

Freeze. Keep that smile.

That's right.

You're going to need it.

You look much better like that.

Put this on.

I can't see anything,

There.

What's this? What's going on?

We don't want to see you like this, Ana.

I can't believe it.

The first dress you designed. You were only eight years old.

It's beautiful.

I thought I lost it or that we'd thrown it away.

Throw something like this away?

I still remember the telling-off I gave you.

She sewed it in one night.

I found her at my sewing machine and her feet barely touched the pedals.

Ana.

This is proof that last night's collection wasn't a mistake.

This shows that you've always had creativity inside you.

I've spent quite some time sewing on the sly.

Creating is something else.

You can't give up on who you are.

You have your whole life ahead of you.

Your whole life to make mistakes again,

to improve, to excel yourself,

to show the world that you can do whatever you feel like in your life.

Thank you.

Thank you all so much.

I'm sorry.

Ana.

Ana.

Never has a man loved a woman as much as Alberto does Ana.

Yes, he married Cristina, but to save the jobs and lives of many.

He sacrificed himself!

-He sacrificed himself for love? -Yes.

Anyone who heard you would think you're talking about Jesus.

Michelle, I'm being serious.

Are you going to publish this?

No.

Firstly, your version is so exaggerated,

it would make Romeo and Juliet turn pale.

And secondly, you're Alberto's friend

and my boss would never approve of such a biased version.

If it came from the main man himself...

So, this was a waste of time.

No, not at all.

As you were talking, I realised that

you're as charming as ever.

You should've realised that years ago.

Are you still bitter?

Mateo!

-You're so naive. -Naive?

Me? Mateo Ruiz Lagasca?

I think you're confusing me with someone else.

We wouldn't have worked out.

But you're happy now, right?

Alberto!

Remember Michelle?

Well, I...

It's getting very late.

But I'm sure we'll see each other at another more appropriate time.

It was a pleasure to see you again.

What's wrong?

I don't know what to say.

I'm so sorry, Alberto.

Are you going to tell Ana?

I've lost everything, Mateo.

Ana...

...my son.

There's nothing left for me here.

Don't say that.

Look...

I'm going to buy a bottle so we can get drunk...

Leave me alone, Mateo. Please.

Of course.

Of course.

If you need anything, I'll be at home.

Have you come to pull me up on working hours

or to give me a lesson about the wedding?

I didn't come to talk about the wedding.

I came to forget about it.

The fabrics should be here at 9am.

Make sure you're there to receive the order.

How are the orders coming along?

Don Emilio is confirming with suppliers,

but it's all taken care of.

Good. All I need is another seamstress now.

Isn't the current team enough?

We've added Miss Lucía to the team.

Don Emilio, the orders are exceeding all my expectations.

I need someone with experience

who knows how to work under pressure.

I'm tired of beginners. Find me someone, please.

There's no need.

Ana, what are you doing dressed like that?

I've been a seamstress my whole life, have experience

and can work under pressure.

I don't know why you're so surprised.

This is crazy.

Come with me, I want to talk to you.

May I know what you're playing at? Take that overall off right now.

I don't understand. What are you doing?

Trying to be useful in the workshop at a sewing machine.

Are you really going to throw all your efforts away?

If I'd have given up the first time Spain turned its back on me,

I wouldn't be here with you

because this country is ungrateful to its artists.

But you're too young to throw in the towel.

-You've achieved a... -No, I haven't.

What have I achieved? Being the laughing stock of the city?

Making a lot of people waste their time and money?

Don't look at me like that.

Let's go back to work where we belong.

She's sewing?

And she's in overalls. We tried to cheer her up and failed.

So...

it worked out well for both of us then.

I met up with my journalist friend to tell her the true story.

A journalist friend, right.

Yes, a journalist friend.

Clara, please. Don't start imagining things.

And why are you so dressed up for Porrillos?

Go on, get in, the driver is waiting. You'll miss the bus.

Let me know when you get there.

How are you?

Fine.

Alberto.

Ana has gone back to working as a seamstress.

What?

Clara just told me.

I need to speak to her alone.

Tell me these are just the mad actions of a control-freak boss.

This is what I'm going to do from now on, Rita. Sew.

Could you get me some red thread?

I'm not playing along, Ana, you're a designer.

I was a designer.

Trust me, it's the best thing for everyone.

If you don't bring it, I'll get it myself.

Can we talk?

Can we talk alone, please?

Why are you working as a seamstress?

You are the designer at these galleries.

I was too ambitious, that's all.

Nobody is too ambitious if they have talent.

And you have bundles of it.

I was a failure.

That's not true.

We've sacrificed too much for you to abandon your childhood dream.

You said it, Alberto...

Dream...

I don't know what I was thinking when I created Phillipe Ray.

Phillipe Ray is all we have left.

Phillipe Ray has more life now after the catwalk show

and it might be the case abroad.

Remember when we used to pretend you were my agent in Italy?

Maybe it should stop being a game.

Let's talk later.

Buongiorno, volevo parlare con el signore Cafiero.

Alberto Márquez.

Alberto!

Signore Cafiero. Come stai?

I'm very well, you? Come stai? How's life?

Great.

As you know, we've just presented our new collection, Day and Night.

Of course.

Raúl de la Riva always delivers. But...

...the rough diamond this year at Velvet

is Phillipe Ray.

Or rather Ana Ribera,

as the papers say.

Mr Cafiero, the Spanish press got carried away.

I don't care what the press says about someone's personal life.

My instinct tells me that that woman will be big.

And I want her in my sights.

That makes two of us.

That is the reason behind my call.

I'd like to propose something, Mr Cafiero.

You never stop, do you?

Va bene. Dime tutto.

How about distributing Phillipe Ray on the international market?

You want the new collection to sell in all of my stores?

I think the Phillipe Ray collection has a lot of potential abroad.

That's not what I was thinking.

-I want to go even further. -What do you mean?

I'm not interested in only distributing this collection,

but all of the ones after that too.

I want to buy Velvet Galleries.

Sorry, Mr Cafiero, I didn't...

That way I'd make sure that Ana became a global star.

That's my offer.

Ever since you bet Velvet at the casino and I lost, it's all I've thought about.

You left me, how should I put it?

Wanting more.

And now I've seen your store's potential, I'm convinced.

This is my new gamble.

What do you say?

-I need to think about it. -Of course.

I'll give you three days.

Three days? What's the rush, Mr Cafiero?

Because you're galleries may be worthless to me in the future.

The key to success is knowing when to make your move.

Not before, not after.

And this is the exact time.

-Mi capisce? -Yes.

Yes, I understand.

So, the decision is in your hands.

Three days it is then.

I'll call you to go over the details.

See you in three days.

-Ciao. -Ciao.

Félix?

It's Alberto, Rafael Márquez's son. I'd like to talk to you.

You always criticised your father's ways.

People change...

...or life changes.

In any case,

it's always a pleasure to have a Márquez confide in you with their issues.

What is it about?

My sister has 20% of the shares in this company.

I need her to seize the majority.

I need something to be able to bribe her with.

I see sibling rivalry also gets passed down, right?

Can I rely on you?

Tell me about Patricia.

Patricia.

Patricia spends all day here

whether she's preparing the jewellery collection or her wedding.

She got engaged to Valentín Alcocer for money.

Anything to put pressure on her and put her wedding at risk would be good.

I only have two days.

Do you think you can do it?

I'll keep you posted.

I've come from the hospital which is where you should be.

Why are you here and not by your wife's side?

Your sister is no longer my wife.

Please.

She's miserable. She spent the whole night crying.

When I came this morning, I didn't even recognise her.

I got the annulment days ago.

And I don't know if you know,

but the baby your sister is expecting isn't mine.

You have no shame.

Hey!

Stop it!

What happened back there?

I need you to do me a favour.

Last night, you were with Michelle at El Pausa.

Call her, I want to talk to her.

Come on, I want to see smoke coming out of those machines.

Mr De la Riva, a list of the new orders.

Thank you, Lucía.

I'm going to freak out.

Leave it on my desk. I'll look at it later.

Mr De la Riva.

Mrs Ridruejo is upstairs and she wants you to attend to her personally.

I'm the one who needs attending to!

I can't do it. Get one of the others to go.

I've finished my bit.

Absolutely not.

I can postpone the visit. She showed up without warning.

No. We've lost enough clients already.

I said absolutely not.

Raúl, it's my decision, not yours.

I appreciate your concern for me,

but compassion is the last thing I need right now.

This isn't compassion,

it's common sense.

Do you know what people will say if they see you in those overalls?

I can't keep hiding forever.

I have to do the best job I can. That's what you've always told me.

In that case, I'll go with you.

Raúl.

I need to talk to you. It's important.

-Do you mind? -No, no.

I don't have time to get into it with you, so...

It's Cristina.

She's in the hospital, nearly miscarried.

Fortunately, it was only a scare. They're both safe now.

I suppose you could get other people to...

...to go and visit. I'm swamped with work.

As you know, it's not easy for me to come to you.

I'm doing this because I need you.

She's in a state of shock. She needs your help.

I'm really sorry. I've got a lot of work.

-Are you OK? -Yes, let's go.

I love this one, what do you think?

Red roses.

It's not bad. Can we see another one?

Valentín, we've seen them all.

You haven't made a single decision all afternoon. What's wrong?

Very well,

I didn't want to make any decisions until mother got here.

-Your mother? -Yes.

-Your mother's coming? -Yes.

Yes, honey.

I know that lately you've wanted more alone time. I do too, but...

Right, darling, but do you know what?

Look, I really appreciate your mother,

but lately, I've felt like she's been poking her nose where it's not wanted.

That's because she's so excited.

She adores you and I'm her only child.

She's been dreaming of this moment all her life.

More than a bride?

Sorry, I'm a bit nervous.

It's just that...

...sometimes I feel like you don't love me enough.

No, of course I love you, darling.

I'd do anything for you.

I can't wait to get married to you

and finally have you.

Right, but to do that

first, you have to decide this. Red roses?

Red, of course.

Mass ran long.

I couldn't come any earlier.

Is everything OK?

Good, everything's great, Mother. We were...

We were deciding on centrepieces and thought that...

We thought of a centrepiece with red roses.

It's perfect.

Not too high, not too wide.

White is a symbol of virginity, chastity and purity.

And that's what must take precedence at a wedding.

Yes, it's just that I like red roses

and I'd like them at my wedding.

There will be roses, but white ones.

Or will you be paying for the wedding?

Let's not argue, please.

They're only flowers.

Of course, son.

This engagement was so fleeting

that sometimes I think neither my son nor I know you well enough.

I love your son, what else do you want to know?

Mother.

So, white roses.

There's the taxi I ordered for you.

Aren't you coming to eat with us?

No, it's better if I stay here and organise what we decided on.

Well, I'll let you know when I leave.

Mother.

-Goodbye, Patricia. -Goodbye, Doña Carmen.

Miss Patricia.

What's wrong?

I'm fed up.

I can't stand him or his mother.

I'm sick of having to pretend.

Will nobody ever love me for me?

You're the most incredible woman I know.

That's...

That's the truth.

Thanks.

Thanks for coming so soon, Michelle.

I had to cancel a few interviews, but if it's for a friend...

...anything, right, Mateo?

Alberto, you look a lot better than last night.

Could you come into my office, please?

Mateo, I'd like to speak to her alone.

Of course.

Velvet Galleries, who's speaking?

It's Enzo Cafiero.

I didn't know if I'd get him at this hour. Could I speak to Alberto, please?

Mr Cafiero. It's Mateo Ruíz Lagasca.

Mateo! How are you?

Are things so bad that you're having to work as a secretary?

No, the secretary is on holiday.

Alberto is in a meeting right now, but if you want

I could help you.

No, no.

I just wanted to tell him

that I'll be there before our meeting

and perhaps we could enjoy a rematch at a poker table.

-Here in Madrid? -Of course.

I already have the tickets.

My lawyers are sorting everything out.

Perfect, Mr Cafiero.

I'll tell Alberto about the rematch.

I don't know if he'll want to try his luck.

Good choice, fate bene.

Sorry, Mateo.

Tell Alberto that this time there will be no mercy.

-Ciao Mateo. -Ciao, Mr Cafiero.

I don't want to wait for the next edition.

I'll talk to my contacts and publish it tomorrow.

Good.

I've got a sleepless night ahead of me, but with this bombshell, it's worth it.

I'm not going to be able to go for a drink tonight.

-What a shame. -Such a shame.

See you soon.

Thank you.

Alberto.

Mr Cafiero just called

to propose a rematch and tell you he's arriving a day earlier.

What's going on here?

When all the loose ends are tied up, I'll tell you. Trust me.

What are you still doing here?

Raúl needs this dress finished for tomorrow.

But nobody can get this done by then.

Well, six hands are quicker than four.

I love having you back in the workshop and working together, but...

Lucía, how are you? Are you ready to be the new cutter?

Honestly, I'm not sure if that's what I want to do.

Don't say that. You're a natural with the needle and thread.

Everyone tells me I'm good at this, but this isn't my calling.

I don't know what is, but it's not this.

-Are you not happy here? -That's what's strange.

It may not be a dream come true to sew hems for my cousin

and all the other rich girls,

but I've never felt as comfortable as I do here.

I didn't know what it meant to have people worry about you

or have them count on you as if you were an important person.

It's amazing to watch you work and see how you protect each other.

That's new to me.

I grew up here. I don't know any other way.

When things fall apart, I know what to hold onto.

Velvet is all I know.

Let's not get emotional, we've had enough of that these last few days.

Let's finish the flower embroidery.

How are things going with Pedro?

Things are going well.

Good.

We're trying for a baby.

That's amazing.

Fantastic news.

We'll see, it's not easy. We've been trying for a while and nothing.

And I'm not that patient.

When I get something in my head, it has to happen straight away.

Poor Pedro.

What? Pedro is over the moon.

Clara said it's about probability,

so we're at it all day.

Cover your ears, you're still young.

I already know that storks don't deliver babies.

So, he asked me

what would happen if I couldn't have kids.

I've dreamt of having them my whole life.

Come on, Rita, don't say that.

You'll be a mother, you just need to take your time.

Yes.

Oh God, the flowers are supposed to rivet the dress.

Pepita got confused with the order.

Raúl is going to kill us.

There's a Phillipe Ray with flowers too.

Where are you going?

No, no.

You're destroying one dress to fix another?

You mean destroying one that won't sell to fix one that will?

Here.

See? It's not that bad.

Careful.

Let's see.

Here.

Like this.

You can go, ladies. I'll close up.

Okay, see you tomorrow.

-See you tomorrow. -Sleep well.

Are you OK?

Yes, don't worry.

Go on, you have other things to attend to.

That's a rather rough way of changing the model.

Sorry, I'll fix it right now.

Calm down.

You think it's better like that. You're the designer.

Ana, it doesn't matter if you wear those overalls,

you'll never be the same again.

I know I've always been very hard on you,

a lot harder than with the others.

Do you know why?

Because

...I felt you were a threat.

You were younger than me,

you were very talented.

You are very talented.

And I always knew you'd achieve what I could never achieve.

It was stupid on my part, but it was a way of protecting myself.

-Why are you telling me this now? -Because it's the truth.

You were obviously mistaken.

You're the one who's mistaken, Ana.

You're the most talented designer the galleries have ever seen

and you should continue to be.

You can't take steps backwards in life.

That would really be a big mistake.

I really appreciate your concern for me,

but you don't know what it's like.

Yes, I do.

I also dreamt of not being a seamstress anymore

and I also fell in love with a Márquez.

I let myself be defeated, Ana

and I regret it every day of my life.

Don't do the same thing.

Thank you.

You can thank me after we've fixed this mess.

May I?

Of course, come in.

I brought you some sweets,

but since I wasn't sure if you could have them,

I also brought you flowers.

Thank you very much.

There was no need.

I really appreciate you coming, Raúl.

It means a lot to me.

Cristina.

How could you have done something like that?

Do you realise how awful that was?

You called the press

and played with someone's reputation in a deplorable way.

No more criticism, Raúl, please, I'm not well.

I haven't been for a long time. Don't you see that?

I'm not well.

I don't recognise myself anymore.

Alberto, I didn't know you were here, sorry.

No worries, I was just leaving.

There's no need, the rooftop is big enough for both of us.

And it's a lovely night out.

Yes.

How was your day?

Bad.

I can't fool you.

I heard about Cristina, I'm so sorry.

It was only a scare.

Ana, I wanted you to know...

All of the important decisions I've ever made,

I made them thinking of you.

I might have made mistakes.

No, I did make mistakes,

but I've never consciously made them.

I'm sure that your professional career has only just started.

You'll achieve everything you set out to do.

You'll fulfil all your dreams, Ana.

I'm sure of it.

Good night.

Thanks! Good morning, Carlos.

Good morning.

Well, you're looking chirpy.

With the night that we had.

Not here, Rita.

-What? -We're working.

Bloody hell.

Bloody hell.

Ana!

Ana! Wake up!

You have to read this. Wake up.

Don't be so lazy. Look!

What's wrong?

"Cristina Otegui is expecting another man's child."

Your moment of fame is over.

Oh God, what a mess.

Sorry.

I didn't know you were in a meeting.

It was nice to see you, but I was just leaving.

Call me whenever you need me.

Thank you.

Can you explain what the hell is going on here?

I'm leaving, Mateo.

I'm leaving the galleries forever.

-We didn't sign anything. -I'm sure about this, I owe it to Ana.

I've made up my mind.

She wouldn't do this.

Your best friend ruined my life

making sure I'd have nothing to fight for.

The great love of your life has just ruined you.

He's not the father?

-Why didn't you tell me? -It makes no difference.

What's wrong with Rita?

She's all over me.

Tonight, we'll start studying.

This is no time to talk. Come here, I've got a bit of time.

-Gloria! -Carmen.

-You're finally here. -How could a mother not be

at her daughter's wedding preparations?

I've fallen in love.

You can't fall in love with Miss Patricia!

Too late.

My wedding gift to you: give me your shares and nobody will know.

Why me?

Because the Oteguis are much more powerful than you.

And I want the majority now.

You're so selfish!

You're such a loser. A selfish brat who just...!

Your dreams, your hopes, your house...

...are you willing to give all of that up?