La Casa De Esperanza Novels & Stories

His bodyguard opened the car door. "Here we are, Ma'am Iris. Welcome to your new home," the driver said to me with a smile. I got out of the car, still looking in front of the house. "This is where Mr. Esqueza lives?" "Yes ma'am." He accompanied me on entering the house. It was really huge and white, I knew he was minimalist since there was very little furniture here, some corner were empty. Mr. Esqueza was wearing a black short and a gray t-shirt when he welcomed me to his home.

--- My Pulse Explodes. --- Because I Know That Face. --- Everyone In The Room Does. --- Dominic "No way." --- Xavier Goes Completely Still --- Clara Looks genuinely shocked now. --- My Voice Barely a whisper. --- Anna "That's impossible." --- Because The Third Person In The Photograph... --- Is Mrs. Alvarez. --- The Woman Who Has Worked In Xavier's House For Years. The woman who cooks our meals. The woman who treats us like family. --- The woman who never once mentioned knowing Elena.

Every dollar they had, including the worn-down little house they lived in, had been swallowed by that bottomless pit. That was why he'd contacted Chloe and filled her head with stories about buying a house and cutting ties with me. He'd intended to use the money from the house to pay his gambling debts. In my previous life, I hadn't known what happened after my death. Perhaps his plan had succeeded. I was considering what evidence I could use to report him when I pushed open the hospital-room door. Chloe lay on the bed with her eyes wide open, staring at the ceiling, or perhaps at somewhere beyond it.

Elena The bus pulls into San Esperanza at 4 AM, depositing me in the small plaza where farmers are already setting up for the morning market. Home. The word feels strange after months in the city. San Esperanza is the opposite—small, quiet, unchanged. The same cobblestone streets I ran on as a child. The same church bells that wake the village at dawn. The same mountain range watching over everything like a guardian. Safe. I hire old Miguel's taxi—the only taxi in the village—to take me to Grandmother Rosa's house on the edge of town.