– Sí, por supuesto.
Coloqué suavemente los auriculares sobre los oídos de Luna.
Then I stood.
“You’re right about one thing, Ainsley. We should stop pretending.”
I walked to the sideboard and collected my blue folder.
My father immediately stiffened.
“Wes, not now.”
– Sí, papá. Ahora”.
Puse mi teléfono sobre la mesa.
“Ainsley, le dijiste a papá que estaría demasiado cansado para leer el papeleo después de la cena de Navidad”.
Her face turned pale.
“I have no idea what you’re talking about.”
I pressed play.
Her recorded voice filled the dining room.
“Tell him it’s refinancing paperwork. Once he signs the quitclaim, we can put the house into a trust with me as beneficiary…”
Then came her remarks about keeping Luna away from the guests.
I stopped the recording.
Nadie habló.
Brooks stared at his fiancée.
My mother covered her face.
Dad looked down at the table.
