After The Night In Miami
I bend forward , forehead to my knees, and the sound that comes out of me isn’t human .
Victoria kneels , old knees cracking, and wraps her arms around me.
“I’m sorry,” she whispers into my hair. “I’m so sorry , mija.”
I cry until my ribs ache and my throat is raw and the locket is wet with tears that aren’t mine and are mine and will never stop being mine .
When I can finally speak , my voice is gravel.
“Serena ?”
Victoria’s arms tighten. “She was Isabel’s friend. Jealous , ambitious. When Isabel married your father… Serena saw her chance .”
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