et in the afternoon light, creating a play of shadows that slid across the upholstered walls. The silence was a heavy blanket

e armchair facing the window, watching her fingers nervously tap the leather armrest. Outside, the city vibrated wit

symbol of a pact sealed with secrets and fear. Every time she looked at it, she felt a pang of guilt

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t refused to go out. She didn't want to give up, didn't want to hide

g Mía's for a spark of hope. "Just two days. The wedding and

decision. It wasn't just a job; it was the la

ight," Mía whisp

hated every second

d gone out to take an urgent call, one of those bad habits he'd always had that made Lara's blood boil. He couldn't disconnect from work, not even

against the cold glass, and looked out at the city that stretched to the horizon, a sea of ​​light and shadow. She w

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éctor looked at her with eyes that no longer saw her, or the day she received the ultim

fe, trust me," the voice on the other end o

actress; she was her last resort, the on

inning to give way with the heat and sweat, and every movement made her aware of the latent danger

is ended and her real skin began. The rough touch sent a shiver down

reach his eyes. He moved with the confidence of someone who rules the worl

t the phrase sounded more li

dded. "Perfectly. Just ti

nsist. He leaned closer, placed a firm ha

fection isn't

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first time in months. Not out of fear, but out of rage,

e of this," she whispered, her voice

d determination. "I promise you." I won't le

ce would be high and the w

or hanging on the wall. The woman reflected there wasn't her, nor was Lara.

test slip to strike. And while the city continued its indifferent course, the lie c