The rain fell hard against the pavement as Camila stood trembling beneath a dim streetlight, her tears blending with the storm. Then she heard a voice cut through the noise—soft, familiar, and impossible to ignore. “Camila…” She looked up, heart racing, and saw him running toward her. “Diego?” she whispered, her voice shaking. Her brother. The one she hadn’t seen in months, kept away by the quiet control Álvaro had tightened around her life.
