She continued living in the apartment, but she redecorated everything, erasing any trace of that period. Sophia graduated in law and started to work in the office that helped to investigate Alexander. Richard expanded his businesses, more cautious, but also more secure after overcoming the attempt of fraud. One year after the disastrous marriage, Valentina was in peace.
She had learned to trust in her instincts and never. She would let herself be carried only by the feelings. She was in the shopping mall taking coffee in the same food court where she met Alexander when a young man well-dressed tripped with her spillingthe coffee. “Sorry, what a disaster,” said he with a charming smile.
“Let me buy you another coffee.” Valentina looked at him, observed his rehearsed smile, his expensive clothes, but something worn, his quick look around as if searching for something. It’s not necessary, responded she simply. I insist. It’s the minimum that I can do. No thanks, and Valentina went away, leaving the man alone in the food court, probably wondering why his tactic hadn’t functioned.