Awakening:

Yolie:

When I woke up in my bed, in my room, in my little house here in Havana, at first I thought that it had all been a dream.

I got up, hysterical, from the bed, it was almost six am. I ran to the bathroom mirror and knew it hadn’t all been my imagination. I hadn't dreamed all of that. My hair was shorter and still straight thanks to the treatment Kira applied to it. I had brought from Greece what I was wearing, the contact lenses, the red dress with which I performed Alex's "liberation ritual" and the strange Áspid platform shoes.

Also on my neck hung the necklace with the star stone. I took it in the palm of my hand and looked at it in surprise. The ruby had turned completely black, it also had a visible crack inside.

That seemed like a bad omen. Black... like my destiny, broken... like my poor heart.

000

—It’s time to begin.- I muttered filling up with courage and extending my hand to Patrick,he quickly handed me the knife.

—What is required?- Alex asked.

I made a face.

—I was h