Three days later, Mauricio and Valeria returned to Mexico City. No money.
No cards. No plan. They stepped out of a taxi in front of the mansion, expecting to find me waiting there like a fool ready to forgive.
Mauricio tried the door. His key didn’t work. A guard he had never seen before stepped up and said calmly, “Sir, this property was sold yesterday by its legal owner, Mrs.
Sofía Aguilar. You no longer live here.” Valeria dropped her suitcase.
Mauricio just stood there. And I watched the whole thing from my phone through the security cameras…
Smiling for the first time in days. Because that wasn’t the end. That was only the first part of the wedding gift I prepared for them, and if you want to know what happened next, go to the comments because what I did next made them wish they had never returned…
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