“What?!”

“Breach of contract. Misconduct. Abuse of authority.”

“This is because of her!” Álvaro shouted.

Diego didn’t move.

“No.”

Pause.

“This is because of what you did.”

Hours later…

Álvaro walked out.

No office.

No power.

Nothing.

When he got home—

The locks were changed.

Days later, he begged.

“Forgive me…”

“I didn’t know…”

“We can fix this…”

But it was too late.

Camila now stood in her own office.

Her name on the door.

“Are you okay?” Diego asked.

She nodded.