CHAPTER 92

INGRID SOSA WAS AN ACTRESS that was not so prestigious for being a great actress, but she was in almost all the productions of a television station in which she had a contract, some directors said that she was the best supporting actress that existed in the world, but the truth was one:

"It had fairy hands and a velvet mouth..."

Her fame behind the camera was as well known as the beauty of Nina Mercedez in the pornographic world, she was the most extraordinary woman that existed in terms of her physical attributes, but everyone knew that she had no natural talent to be an actress, but she had a good argument convincing, ended up being cast and somehow managed to get the attention of critics.

Her last film had been getting the attention of the critics for being very convincing in the sex scenes, many said that if she didn't have sex, without a doubt it would have been the most realistic scene they had ever seen and if only a little more talent in the interpretation, without a doubt would be able to conquer Hollywood easily.

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NEMESIS DIARY

Despite not seeing each other for many years, we always spoke through letters, and after technology caught up with us, we continued to correspond via email.

But something in her had changed, she wasn't my best friend anymore, she was just some maid...

As predicted (I really hoped it would happen, but not like that), my best friend has become a great actress, as well as an extraordinarily beautiful woman.

Perhaps she never knew the truth, and I also had no interest in telling her that at the time I had found out everything.

Despite her extraordinary beauty, Ingrid was always an "innocent" girl, or liked to pretend to be innocent, but like any girl in these conditions, she didn't know how to hide the truth, or rather, invent a beautiful lie.

Contrary to what I imagined, she was actually a bitch, she slept with half the school, and the other half was in line.

Her audition for an actress — I found out in the biography of the director who auditioned — she screwed the bastard so much that he was hospitalized.

After that, his career took off.

I ESCAPE FROM MY PARENTS' HOUSE and came to live in Seville when I was only twelve years old.

I always had Ingrid as my example in life and the disappointment to see her like that was too great.

The more I sought to admire her, the more Nimrod spoke in my heart:

Impure... deserves death...

I will never forgive myself for trusting that depraved woman, I tried, I swear I tried to look at her with different eyes, but it became impossible, completely impossible.

I decided to tell her what I had done, to show her my transformation, but I would only believe it when I saw it.

Ingrid was to perform in a small town near the border with Portugal.

The play itself wasn't all those things, despite being funny.

After the play, I sent her a note congratulating her on the show and asking her to meet me at a restaurant near the theater, I would be in red and she would be surprised.

And really surprised...

As expected, Ingrid didn't recognize me, not even in her wildest dreams did she imagine that when I talked about transformation it would be that.

That night I could sum up as insane, a real Roman orgy with her and her actor friends.

Everyone had already slept, Ingrid invited me to smell a 'career'.

I must admit that it took me by surprise, but I told her to smell it first, then it would be me.

The effect of the drug wore off a short time later and it wore off, so I acted.

I took her to the bathroom, gagged her so she wouldn't scream and cut her wrists and wrote on the wall:

— Impurity... —

The next day he broke the news that she had already died of an overdose before the blood drained from her wrists.