Vanessa was left alone, staring at the damp-stained wall of that cheap room, realizing that she had lost everything because of her own wickedness.
Justice is slow, they say.
But sometimes, just sometimes, it comes fast, it comes hard and it hits where it hurts the most: in the ego and in the wallet.
That night, Sofia slept peacefully for the first time in years.
The monster was gone.
And her guardian angel, Maria, was in the next room, watching over her dreams.
Roberto turned off the hallway light, feeling a peace that no amount of money could buy.
He had lost a trophy wife.
But she had gotten her daughter back.
And that, for him, was the true business of his life.
