AARON
“Sorry, can you repeat that again. I didn’t catch it the first time.”
“You want to do what?” I looked at the woman in front of me—someone I called my sister—the way one would look at a lunatic.
“I want to replace Valeria as Ria.”
“You can make it work, right?”
Okay. So my hearing was perfectly fine. I had heard her correctly.
The way she put it—so casually, as if it were the most reasonable request—left me utterly befuddled.
Is Vanessa… in her right mind?
Genuinely puzzled, I blurted out the question before I could stop myself.
I expected her to get angry at me, undeniably insulting as my question was, but to my surprise, she didn’t.
‘I guess she also knew how crazy she sounded,’ I mused.
“You only have to tell me whether you’re willing to help me or not,” she leaned forward, stubborn determination in her eyes.
My answer was just as resolute, ”I won’t.”
