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“Please.”

“It’s too late.”

“No. Please. Please let me make this right.”

I can’t live in a world where Christopher hates me. I’d rather die than see that shattered look in his eyes.

He won’t look at me.

He won’t talk to me.

All he does is sit in the corner with his phone in his hand.

I’m alone in an existence full of people.

“I’ll do whatever it takes.”

“Todo estará bien, niña.” Everything will be fine.

Leaning into my mother’s touch, I let her calm seep into me, but it does nothing other than make the chaos I’ve become overwhelming.

“Benedict. Ben…don’t do it. Por favor, Amor.”

Dad looks at her with a weak, resigned shake of his head.

“No.” One of her hands tightly grasps mine, the other crossing herself before she tells him, “I can’t forgive you.”

With a nod at her, he steels himself. Turning away from my mother, he focuses on me. Like I’m the most

intrinsic piece of a puzzle. The sought-after card in a game.

“You have one chance.”

Sitting up, I hold in the scream of pain that lances through me. My already empty stomach threatens to purge itself.

My heart races at the prospect of making things better, even as it bleeds for the one thing I can’t fix. And still, I continue asking myself how it’s possible for numbness to find me so quickly after something so catastrophic.

The words round my thoughts viciously.

How can you be so numb?

So empty?

So selfish?

“I’ll do anything.”

The smile that cuts his face doesn’t meet his eyes. Instead of stepping closer, he steps farther from me.

As he’s about to open his mouth, my mother stands abruptly. Looking down at me, she strokes my face. “Perdóname.” Forgive me.

“Mercia, sit down.”

Shaking her head, she collects her handbag from the foot of my bed. “I can’t stand by and watch you destroy what’s left.”

Without looking back, she leaves. I fully expect Dad to run after her, but instead he stands tall and continues like nothing just happened.

“Christopher’s lost.”

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