for a moment julia could not anything wxcept his own heartbeat

somewhere to put the pain. Amalia stepped in front of him, not to restrain him, but to face him.

“Julián,” she said, voice shaking. “Look at me. If you hit him, he becomes the victim. Don’t give him the only gift he still wants.”

Julián shook with rage.

Esteban adjusted his cuff. “This theatrical evening is over. The trust deadline passes at midnight.continue reading …