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The wig, the dress, and the heels were in my desk drawer. My boss had known for months. And that changed everything between us.

In this line of work, you quickly learn there are people who confuse paying for a service with buying a person. Some lessons stay with you for life.

I’d rejected him a hundred times, called him the ugly duckling in front of everyone. When I opened my eyes, my wrists were hanging from a bar and he had a whip.

When I opened the door for him, I felt his eyes lock onto the black strap peeking over my jeans. He smiled before pushing me inside.

When I opened my eyes in that black marble suite, she was there, naked, looking at me like she’d known me forever. And maybe death was my best accident.

When Carla took off her shirt and sat on my husband, I knew the game had crossed a line none of the four of us wanted to come back from.

When I took the glass jar out of my mother’s drawer, I already knew that afternoon I was going to cross a line I didn’t intend to come back from.

The sun burned our naked skin while Damián split me open without mercy, and in the water, a few meters away, my mother discovered that she was hungry too.

When she turned her head on the summit, I knew it was her. The girl from that party. Seven years later, her gaze was still claiming what I never finished.

She climbed three floors to a door with no sign, thinking she knew what she was there for. What she found in that room wasn’t in any ad.

We shut the door, turned on the console, and my brother lay back on my legs with that nervous smile he only gets when he’s hiding something he’s dying to tell.

When my husband left town, the two old men from the fifth floor invited me to celebrate a birthday. What happened on the dining table never should have happened.

We’d been fantasizing about him for months. When he accepted our dinner invitation, we knew that night wouldn’t be about the master’s program only.

When Camila suggested we go down to my boyfriend’s basement, I knew that night wouldn’t end like the others: my brother had already tried her that afternoon.

For years he treated other people’s minds without being able to get close to anyone. Then the doll arrived—and with it, the obsession that would consume him.

When my parents left for the village, my uncle Andrés took off his trunks and asked if I minded. I didn’t mind. Not at all.

Roberto humiliated me for years in front of everyone. When the Association offered to train him, I knew exactly what I wanted to do with him.

Marco thought they were going to the cinema. He had no idea she had planned every detail weeks in advance, including which pocket he kept the key in.

The doorbell rang just as I was starting to get bored of my perfect life. It was him—the neighbor my husband hated—with a clumsy excuse and a gaze that wasn’t clumsy at all.

When I put on the mask in front of the mirror, I stopped being myself. What happened after in that garden I didn’t tell anyone until today.