Sofia watched her grandmother’s face shift — her jaw tightening, her eyes going far away.
It was like watching someone unlock a sealed room in their memory.
“I was 19. I thought I was in love.”
“He was handsome, confident, and said all the right things. He kissed my forehead for the cameras and called me his ‘whole world.'”
“Victor told me I was his queen. I believed him.”
“I married him at a courthouse in a borrowed dress. I thought we’d build something together.”
She paused, fingers tracing the edge of the photo.
“But on the night of our wedding, I heard him on the phone.”
“He said, ‘Don’t worry. Her grandfather signs the papers. The house goes under my name. Then we’re set.'”
Sofia’s breath caught.
It felt like déjà vu.
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