At the Benavides’ house, Graciela collapsed onto the sofa, her hands covering her face as sobs shook her body. Roberto, standing by the window, watched the street with a somber expression.“This won’t change anything, Graciela,” he said harshly. “Crying won’t make Isabella think twice or pay for what she’s done.”Graciela looked up, her eyes red.“She’s our daughter, Roberto,” she sobbed. “How did we let it come to this? We let her manipulate us… we let her hurt Natalia.”“We’ve failed as parents… and these are the disastrous consequences,” Roberto muttered bitterly.Graciela sighed deeply and shook her head.“We can’t be so hard on ourselves…”“It’s our fault, Graciela,” he turned to her, furious to the core. “Don’t you realize it yet? Isabella is a loose cannon; Natalia was right all along, and we just turned our backs on her.”“I…’m sorry,” she sobbed more, feeling the blade of guilt pierce her chest.“I can’t even think about it without feeling angry at myself,” Roberto sighed, al
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