sent you €15,000.”
“Three days later, you blocked me.”
“Clara was never sick.”
“And now you want €80,000 and are threatening my company because I said no.”
Her mother began crying.
“We were desperate.”
“So was I.”
Lucía’s voice remained steady.
“I had €3,500 left after helping you. And I didn’t even know whether my sister was alive, recovering, or getting worse.”
Her father clenched his jaw.
“We’ll repay the €15,000 when we can.”
Lucía shook her head.
“This was never about €15,000.”
“Then what