I opened my eyes and noticed it was already daytime. I got up and went to the bathroom, staring at my deteriorated appearance. I had huge dark circles from crying, and my face was completely pale. I also realized I had lost a lot of weight; I guess my illness was slowly consuming me.

I brushed my teeth quickly and took a shower. I got dressed, went downstairs, and immediately, the memories of the previous night flooded my mind. The huge bloodstain on the floor had disappeared; the maids had done an impeccable job cleaning, leaving no trace of the tragedy that had taken place.

I walked to the dining room and noticed breakfast was elegantly served. I sat down to eat, without much enthusiasm. When I finished, I tried to stand up, but a commotion coming from outside caught my attention.

—Ma’am, wait, you can’t go in like that. Mr. Líbano ordered me not to let anyone enter in his absence— I heard one of the guards say.

—Get out of my way, you idiot! Don’t you know who I am? How dare you de