Alejandro stood behind his desk for a moment, as if choosing his words with surgical care.
Sofia remained near the door, her hands clasped so tightly that her knuckles had turned pale.
“You said you needed to talk to me,” she said quietly.
Alejandro nodded.
But instead of sitting down, he walked slowly toward the window, the same place he …
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