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CARDS ON THE TABLE

“Know what?” I procrastinate, imagining the worst but hoping it's something else or a joke.

“Let's talk straight, please, Ximena,” he says, raising his voice. “Let's cut the bullshit.”

“So talk,” I tell her dryly, adjusting the garter belt that squeezes me.

“How long have you known you were my fictitious wife, my wife of lies?” I feel the floor shudder; it's as if my stomach were being ripped out to my legs and as if I were vomiting a blow of pain. I even have an ache throbbing in my head.

“Firstly, I'm not your fake wife; the wedding took place legally; that you didn't fulfill your part because of something I don't understand is another thing; and besides, you're the one who has been playing with me all this time; you knew it; your shoddy lawyer showed me all my information.”

“Oh, Ximena, the truth is that I never read that investigation; that asshole is repudiated; I haven't fired him because he has been working for the family for a long time and knows about all our affairs; bes
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