"No! I would not let Zora live. That is one risk I would not take." I hissed out loud, forcing myself to believe my own words.
I was back in my room, trying to shut Zora out of my mind.
If she told Vera and Marcel about my involvement in Dante's murder, it would spell disaster.
Not only me the Alonsos turn against him, but my own family would go after him.
They would do anything to protect the family name, even if it meant removing me from the picture.
It felt like I was caught between a rock and a hard place.
Kill Zora and keep my secret buried, or let her go and risk everything I had worked for.
My hands shook as I thought about what would happen if Zora spoke out.
I didn't want to hurt her, but I couldn't see another way out.
It was time to do what I knew had to be done.
