paid for only one dish.
PART 2
Valeria placed the last box by the door and breathed slowly.
Her face still stung under the gauze. The nurse had warned her that the burn could leave a permanent mark if she didn't follow the treatment carefully, but at that moment the physical scar was the least of her worries.
He left three things on the dining room table.
Her wedding ring.
A copy of the medical report.
And a black folder that Alejandro had never seen before.
Then he handed the apartment keys to one of the police officers.
"The property is mine," she explained. "I bought it before the marriage. My lawyer is already preparing the application to prevent him from returning."
The officer looked at the documents and nodded.
—Mrs. Morales, don't stay alone for now. Your husband still doesn't know that you reported him.
Valeria looked down at the ring.
The coffee maker had disappeared.
"What did that crazy woman do?" Rebecca muttered.
