Elena Walked Out of Court With One Bag and Went Home to an Estate That Was Hers All Along

“Mr.

Mendoza is offering a clean exit out of courtesy to his former wife, Mrs.

Varela.”

“My name is Varela,” I said.

“And courtesy had nothing to do with this offer.”

Alejandro took half a step closer, his jaw tight under the bright corridor lights.

“You think you’re destroying me, Elena, but you’re only making sure you end up completely alone.”

I touched the thin gold band on my right index finger.