Leo, though, he thrived in that world. He was everything Martinez wanted in a son—strong, loyal, obedient. They were a team, a perfect match in their pursuit of power. And me? I was the girl locked out of their kingdom, left to wander the edges of their lives, unseen.
I used to wonder if things could’ve been different. If maybe, just once, Martinez could’ve looked at me and seen something more than just his daughter. But the truth is, I never had a chance. Not with Leo there. Leo was his favorite, the one who could do no wrong, and I was just... there.
In the end, I learned to keep my distance. It was easier that way. If Martinez didn’t want me, then I wouldn’t want him either. I built walls, put up defenses, and told myself I didn’t care. But it was a lie, wasn’t it? Deep down, I always wanted to matter to him. To be something more than just his forgotten child.
As the van carrying my body pulled away, my spirit lingered, watching the city streets pass by. I wondered if Leo even knew I was gone. Probably not. He had his own problems, his own battles to fight for Martinez’s empire. I was never part of his plans.