La Línea Roja

La Línea Roja

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"El resto es una tira en blanco en mi mente, y no importa el esfuerzo, no lo voy a recordar" Angélica fallaba en recordar más allá de la sangre en sus manos e ignoraba la gran fachada que se había convertido su vida. Su rutina escondía aquellos pensamientos hasta que la muerte de un viejo mentor volcó sobre todos sucias responsabilidades que cumplían sin cuestionar en nombre de sus casas para honrarlas, y conservar su vida. La inseguridad revuela entre las amistades, los amantes se vuelven enemigos y los confidentes en espías, porque más allá del bien y el honor, está el orgullo.
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Ella

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