And he said it with that monstrous nonchalance.I swallowed and lowered my gaze like a defeated woman, while inside my blood boiled.
"Yes… please."
Diego went to the kitchen. I was left alone with the notary for a second. It was the second I needed.
I reached into my purse and pressed the button on the black keychain my lawyer had given me.
It wasn't an alarm. It wasn't anything dramatic.
Just a silent notification that said: Now.
Diego returned with the glass. He placed it in front of me as if it were an act of love. And as he did so, he said something that condemned him.
"Drink it all, my little wife. We're almost done."
The notary smiled.
"That's right." Almost.
I lifted the glass… and placed it on the table.
“Before you drink it,” I said, with a calmness that surprised me, “I want to hear something.”
Diego froze.
“What?”
“Your plan,” I replied.
