La pistola temblaba en la mano de Daniel Rivas.
Nadie se movía.
Nadie se atrevía siquiera a respirar fuerte.
La tormenta golpeaba la mansión como si el mundo estuviera rompiéndose afuera.
Y dentro...
todos observaban a un hombre destruido por quince años de culpa.
⚡ EL……
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