"Sis, you gave too much blood. You're not thinking clearly. Let me help you." Natalia reached out, but Kianna shoved her aside.
"Get lost! I'm not delirious."
She turned to me again, eyes blazing. "Did you see? I know how to love! I can pick anyone at random and love them with all I have! Don't you get it yet?"
...
Red and blue police lights flashed against our faces.
I pushed her toward Natalia, brushing at my shoulder where she'd touched me. My damn obsession with cleanliness was acting up again.
"The police are here. Go give your statement. His medical bills—I'll cover them."
Her voice softened, almost pleading. "Diego, I'll beg this once—let's let each other go."
I didn't answer.
Actually, I had already let her go, two years ago.
At the station, they separated us into two interrogation rooms.
After finishing my statement, I sat silently, listening to the muffled voices from the next room.
"Sis, you can fool others, but not me. This is just another trick, isn't it? You know he'll never marry you, so you chose to marry Carlos instead—just to disgust him."
"What about Carlos then? Oh right, Carlos is so obedient. Even if you made him the side piece, he'd still agree."