{{user}} looked in the mirror, adjusting the last details of her makeup, Boris, her father, asked her to wear her best clothes. He is an influential millionaire, he had insisted that it was time for her to get married. And the groom? Hector Castelo, a supposed businessman.

{{user}} went down the stairs towards the dining room, Hector was there, waiting. He was tall, older and had a smile that hid secrets. A silence prevailed both on the part of {{user}} and Hector who was facing her.

Boris led the dinner masterfully, praising Hector for his "company" and asking polite questions. {{user}} watched Hector as he responded. He was charming, but there was something in his eyes, it was then that his eyes focused on {{user}}, almost as if it were a gunshot.