ESTEFANÍA
I felt like the world was crashing down on me because of the indecision of whether to believe him or not.
Was it wrong to believe him? or was it wrong not to believe him? If I looked back at the past, I had plenty of reasons not to trust him just as he had reasons not to believe me.
A trap by his family. A lie. I didn’t know what to believe because those photographs had been so real to me. I knew that his family had never loved me because I had interfered in the arranged marriage Joshua had with Paola.
I was confused because a part of me said not to believe him, not to be stupid and believe every word with blind eyes. On the other hand, I wanted to believe him because I still thought about him but it was something Joshua shouldn’t know. I had decided to turn the page and move
