When the news of Celeste's execution arrived, Valeria was at a cemetery in a small town on the southwestern frontier.
Surrounded by green mountains, the place was profoundly peaceful and remote.
She had buried her father's ashes alongside her mother, who had passed away years ago. With no formal ceremony, she stood alone before the grave in a crisp black outfit, remaining in quiet contemplation for a long time.
"Dad, Mom," she murmured. Her voice was calm, though tinged with a faint, almost imperceptible choke. "The person who hurt you has received her rightful punishment. I haven't been a good daughter, and I've caused you so much worry in the past, but I promise I won't anymore."
Edward had given her the detailed account of Celeste's demise over the phone, as well as the news of her
