“The joint account disappeared from my banking app.”
Alejandro stared.
“I didn’t touch your accounts.”
“I know.”
“You keep saying that.”
“Because I spent seven months learning what really happened.”
She looked at him.
“But at the beginning, I believed you.”
That hurt.
Not because she had doubted him.
Because someone had made his cruelty believable.
Lucía continued.
“I had some cash.”
“I stayed with my cousin for two weeks.”
“Then Ramón contacted her.”
“He told her she could become involved in litigation if she helped me
hide.”
Alejandro whispered a curse.
“She asked me to leave.”
“I don’t blame her.”
“She was frightened.”
“I went to a shelter for several nights.”
Alejandro closed his eyes.
His pregnant wife.
Sleeping in a shelter.
While he sat in a mansion believing she had abandoned him.
“I eventually came here.”
“Gabriel knew me from charity events.”
“He gave me a room for three nights.”
