I looked into her eyes, slowly, without wanting to scream. The anger was gone. Only clarity remained.
—Valeria, I’m going to tell you something, and I’m saying it for the last time: I don’t hate you. I don’t give you that place in my life.
But I’m not going to save you either.
He took out his cell phone, trembling.
—So what do I do?
—What we all do when a lie falls on us: accept it, work on it, and decide what kind of woman you’re going to be. With or without him
Her jaw dropped.
Because she finally understood that the story where she “won” was built with my money… and my silence.