THEY LOCKED YOU AWAY SO YOUR SISTER COULD MARRY TH…

take what is mine?”

You look at her.

For once, your voice does not shake.

“It was never yours.”

She lunges.

Not at Francisco.

Not at Doña Mercedes.

At you.

Her fingers claw toward your face, but your father catches her arm. She screams, a raw sound that strips away every bit of aristocratic polish.

“You should have died with her!”

The room goes silent.

Even Sofía continue reading …