Two years had passed since Elisa Santos' disappearance.
Two long years.
And for Eduardo Castro, time brought no answers.
No relief.
No forgiveness.
He had tried everything... private investigators, access to airport records, bank statements, even technology companies to track devices.
But it was as if she had evaporated from the world.
And in a way, she truly had.
Because Elisa no longer existed.
What remained of her now was Clara Vianna, the most celebrated artist of recent times, whose name circulated among luxurious venues, festivals, specialized magazines, and music universities.
At just 30 years old, Clara/Elisa lived in New York, in a spacious apartment overlooking Central Park. When not traveling on international tours, she divided her time between rehearsals, ballet classes, and the interviews she avoided as much as possible.
Discreet and powerful.
Brilliant and inaccessible.
And nobody... absolutely nobody knew her real name.
