Chapter 32 – The Perfect Lie

Point of view: Valeria Montesino

The door to Sofía's apartment closed with a sharp, cruel click, like a sentence handed down by someone who no longer needed to speak to mark their territory.

Valeria descended the three marble steps with the same arrogance with which she had entered. Her heels echoed like soft gunshots on the sidewalk, her purse hanging from her forearm with the rehearsed naturalness of an actress in a fine tragedy.

She was in no hurry. She did