Lina's POV - Her Bedroom, Late Evening
I haven't slept in thirty-six hours.
I'm sitting on my bed in the dark, and I'm holding my phone like it's a lifeline. My hands are shaking. My eyes are burning. My entire body feels like it's been put through a physical trauma even though all I've done is sit in meetings and review documents.
Rio won.
He's broken me. Not physically, but mentally. The workload is endless. The demands are relentless. And I'm drowning.
I think about calling Teodoro, but he'd just worry. I think about calling Isabel, but she can't help. I think about calling my parents, but they're back in my hometown living their simple, peaceful lives and I don't want to drag them into this nightmare.
That leaves one person.
The person who lied to me. The person I thought I could trust who abandoned me when I needed him most.
