Lucia’s POV (Lola De Rossi)
I left New York without looking back. No note, no call, nothing that could be traced. I sublet the apartment to a stranger I found online. The few things that belonged to my mother, I packed into two suitcases. The rest I donated. I didn’t want weight. I didn’t want memories tying me to the place where everything fell apart.
First, I legally changed my name. I used part of the life insurance money to hire a lawyer who specialized in discreet cases and expedited the process. Lucía Navarro ceased to exist. Now I am Lola De Rossi. My father’s last name. The one I should have always had. The one my mother hid from me out of fear, but that now protects me like a shield.
I registered the triplets as mine. Mine alone. Father unknown on the birth certificates. Lor
