Episode 1

On the outskirts, in an abandoned warehouse, a young woman was huddled in a corner, covered in blood.

Her fingers were bleeding profusely, and the torn-off nails lay scattered on the reddish earth. Drops of blood slowly fell to the ground.

She didn't know who had kidnapped her or for what purpose.

Either way, she had been locked up there for so long that she had almost forgotten who she was.

She wanted to die, but she couldn't.

Each time she was saved, the price was increasingly unbearable torture. Her pale skin didn't have a single unblemished spot, and even dying had become a luxury for her.

When she was first locked up, no one worried about her. She didn't know how many days she had spent in that state.

Just when she thought she would die of hunger and thirst in that place, those people finally appeared.

Romina Davila didn't know which days were a worse hell, the days when they didn't come or the days when they did?

The "good" side was that she could finally eat and drink, but the tortures that followed made her wish she were dead.

They would dunk her head into a tank of water, and only when she felt like she was at her limit would they pull her out.

They burned her body with red-hot iron, until her clothes fused with her skin, which was full of burn scars.

At first, when she was locked up, she imagined that someone would come to save her, but the wait only brought her disappointment.

The darkness and prolonged torture gradually destroyed any hope she had, and she began to become numb and disconnected from reality.

"Click."

The dull sound of a door opening echoed, but Romina didn't react, her head lowered and her body trembling even more.

Every time the door opened, it was a sign.

What would follow were more beatings and torture. Those who had kidnapped her would leave her a mess, covered in wounds, and then throw rotten food at her before leaving, repeating the cycle over and over again.

With her eyes tightly closed, if someone looked closely, they would notice that her eyelashes were trembling slightly.

But this time, for a moment that seemed eternal, no sound was heard after the door. Nor did the usual torture arrive.

With footsteps echoing on the floor, a pair of elegant high-heeled shoes stopped in front of the young woman.

Romina opened her eyes and looked at the heels with her mind clouded. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she raised her head sharply.

"Sofia!"

The owner of the heels was none other than Sofia Davila, Romina's sister, although from a different father.

And behind Sofia, was the figure that Romina had longed for so much: Felipe!

These two people were the most important in her life, they had really come to save her, they had found her!

Romina, making an effort to keep her eyes open, barely had time to feel happy before lowering her head quickly. She didn't want them to see her in that deplorable state.

She was afraid that her appearance was too horrible, afraid that Felipe would despise her, afraid that her sister would pity her.

However, Romina had no idea about the expressions on their faces.

The two stood there, looking down at her, contemplating a disheveled and shattered Romina on the floor.

"Sister, how have you been living here?" Sofia asked, with a mocking smile.

Only then did Romina notice that their expressions didn't seem right. There was no urgency in their gazes, but rather a malicious amusement.

"You... you!..."

Romina, seeing Sofia's expression, seemed to suddenly understand.

She felt like she was in a nightmare, shaking her head in a state of confusion.

She didn't want to believe it, but she had to face it. What was happening?

One was the person she loved. The other, her sister.

Had they conspired to kidnap her?

But Felipe always told her that he loved her, and Sofia was her favorite sister!

"How about it, dear sister? Do you like the little gift I prepared for you?" Sofia said, looking at her mockingly upon seeing the expression of pain on Romina's face.

Romina, shattered inside, murmured in disbelief: "What...?"

"My dear, foolish sister, don't you still know how you got here?" Sofia looked at her disdainfully.

"Of course, you've always been this naive. Otherwise, how would you have believed that Felipe really loved you?"

"Felipe?!"

"Felipe, you..."

Romina looked at Felipe, who was behind Sofia, with a look of astonishment.

Instinctively she wanted to confirm something, but seeing his expression of annoyance, she couldn't say a word.

Even if Romina were really foolish, she could now see the true faces of these two people. She couldn't believe it, but the facts were before her eyes.

"Why? Why are you doing this to me? You were the most important people in my life! Why are you treating me like this?"

Romina, on the verge of madness, shouted hoarsely at them both.

"Why? There is no why. Because you are nothing more than a disposable piece."

"If it wasn't because you married into the Echeverria family and were useful, do you think I would even remember your name? Did you really believe it?"

"If it wasn't because I lost in that dare, you wouldn't have even met me."

The words that Felipe finally spoke were like knives piercing Romina's heart.

She listened, desperate. It turns out that the person she was willing to give her life for had never loved her.

Their meeting was just a joke. Their relationship, just a tool.

Sofia, with an expression of satisfaction, didn't bother to hide it. She crossed her arms, looking at her mockingly.

"What did you think you were? Just waste that nobody wanted."

"It was useful enough that I took advantage of you once."

Sofia said, violently grabbing Romina's hair, forcing her to look her in the eyes.

"I don't know what Marcelo saw in you, but after so long, he's still looking for you."

"At first, I just wanted him to marry me. Once he did, I would be Mrs. Echeverria, and half of the fortune would be mine."

"Then I would give him clues about you, but I didn't expect him to be so obsessed, willing to hand over the Echeverria company in exchange for knowing about you."

"This is quite an unexpected twist. Tell me, sister, do you think he will come for you?"

"What a pity, if it wasn't because I don't want problems from finding you alive, I wouldn't bother letting you die."

"I wonder if, after seeing you in this pitiful state, he will still love you, dear sister."

The Echeverria family was one of the most powerful conglomerates, and Marcelo was its president.

He was also the man Romina had hated for years, whom she had desperately tried to escape.

And yet, for her, Marcelo was willing to give up the entire Echeverria company.

But even then, Romina only felt more hurt.

Marcelo had been so good to her, so much so that she almost believed she deserved it.

But even so, her grandmother...

Romina didn't have much time to think. She felt some hairs being pulled out by the roots, but with her hands and feet tied, she couldn't resist.

While Sofia dragged her, Felipe had already sprinkled gasoline all over the warehouse.

"Oh, by the way, since you're about to die, I'll tell you something: your grandmother's death was not Marcelo's fault."

"The trap we set for him was just so you would hate him and help us steal more secrets from his company."

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