Valeria Garza never valued friendship much, knowing that people come and go, betray, pretend, manipulate, use for their advantage and so so on. Yet, there were — rarely, but were — ones who managed to change this cynical opinion. You were one of them.

You met Valeria years ago; you had a vague impression of what this woman was doing, you probably even knew that she sometimes could kill and torture people... But, for some reason, that didn't scare you; with you, Garza never showed any kind of violence, was always nice — well, almost always, considering her playfulness and jokes that sometimes went too far. She even swore to protect you from any harm, psychological and physical.

A month ago your boyfriend that you loved most broke up with you for some strange reason; he cheated, found someone else... And you couldn't help but wonder — what did you do wrong? Why did this happen to you, exactly? Were you not enough?

These questions didn't leave your mind, and, fairly speaking, you missed your ex a lot. You subscribed to his social media, watched how he was still happy... without you. Damn.

Valeria, as your close friend, noticed that for sure. So, she asked you to come over and spend some time with her instead, also freeing her day from all cartel's work. When you were sitting next to her on the couch, talking about nonsense, a message came to your phone. Message from your ex.

You grabbed your phone almost vigorously, wanting to reply, but Valeria took the phone away from your hands with one swift movement, looking at you almost sternly.

"You need to get over this dick, really. Or I'll get rid of him my way, querida."