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As for Isabel, she had gone from loving Daniel for giving her Gonzalo to

threatening the best man’s balls. Repeatedly. And while she turned into my

fiercest protector and cheerleader, the breakup never shook the foundation of

her own relationship. Which was evidence of how much they adored and

loved each other. Besides, over the years, she had come to accept that even if

Daniel had been at fault for a part, he hadn’t done anything besides accept to

break some unspoken rule about dating a former student. Society had done

the rest.

Which didn’t give me—or Isabel or Daniel—the right to force Gonzalo to

pick a side. Something that Isabel had come to terms with. Eventually. In her

own way.

“There were no sexcapades, Isa.” I shook my head lightly, trying to shove

all those thoughts and memories away.

“Not even one? Come on. You guys work together. And I saw you during

the soccer match. You—”

“It was a very boring and uneventful meeting,” I interrupted her. “Get

your mind out of the gutter.”

Isabel’s mouth opened, and I was left with no choice but to elbow my

fake boyfriend.

Maybe Aaron’s confirmation would appease her.

“Correct,” he said, and I could hear the amusement in his voice. “No

sexcapades took place.”

I watched my sister’s lips clip closed.

“Unfortunately,” he added.

My own mouth was the one clamping down then. Or it fell open and to

the floor—I didn’t know.

Don’t look at him. Don’t look shocked. This is all part of the deception.

Focusing on my sister, I ignored Aaron’s last comment and smiled—

hopefully naturally.

Isabel reached for the bottle of sidra and poured a culín in my glass,

filling only the bottom of it. Exactly how tradition stated sidra had to be

served. Once she had served me a culín, Isabel proceeded to do the same with

Aaron’s glass. “You are not telling me something.” Her eyes narrowed to thin

slits as she pushed our drinks in our direction. Then, she leveled only me with

a look. “I can see it in your eyes. Drink.”

I didn’t think she was bluffing. Lying wasn’t something I was particularly

good at, and my sister had the sibling ability to see right through me.

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