was really for.”
Lucía closed her eyes.
“Don’t tell me if you’re about to defend them.”
“I’m not.”
Clara’s voice was firm.
“Dad had gambling debts.”
The words didn’t trigger rage.
They triggered something worse.
Clarity.
The medical emergency had never existed.
Their parents had used Lucía’s love for Clara because they knew it was the one thing strong enough to make her hand over almost everything she had.
“Did Mom know?”
Clara hesitated.
“Everything suggests she did.”
That hurt more than Lucía expected.
Because it wasn’t only about money.
