“Go on,” I said, my voice so calm it even frightened me. “Don’t stop for me. You were talking about the honeymoon, weren’t you? And how I’m a financial investment.”
Jerry tried to approach, raising his hands in a gesture of supplication.
—Sofia, my love, it’s not what it seems… You’re misinterpreting everything, it’s just nerves, we were just…
“Shut up!” My shout echoed off the tiled walls, cutting his lie off at the root. I looked him in the eye and saw the coward hiding behind the mask. “Don’t you dare insult my intelligence now. I heard you, Jerry. I heard every word. The ruin, my father’s name, the pity you feel for me.”
I turned to Vanessa. She was trembling, tears beginning to ruin her perfect makeup.
“And you…” I whispered, moving closer until I could smell her perfume, the same one I’d given her for her birthday. “You were my sister. I confided my fears, my dreams, in you. I let you into my family. And all this time you were laughing behind my back?”
“Sofia, please… I’m sorry, we didn’t mean to…” Vanessa sobbed, trying to grab my arm.
I turned away in disgust.
—Don’t touch me. Never touch me again.