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Alba and Gisela spent the whole day together. The punk girl didn't like seeing her friend like that. She hadn't given any details, but if Pablo was to blame, no matter how handsome and nice she thought he was, she would stab him in the throat with a serrated knife.

When the rest of the group left, the two stayed for fun, drinking coffee and getting bored.

"Hey, Gis, can't we go somewhere else? This is a bore."

"Why? It's nice here so we can rest."

Alba was going to complain when Pablo got out of a taxi that stopped at the door. All afternoon she had been watching to see if Gis was writing or using her cell phone, but the girl was like she was lost. How the hell did Pablo know where they were?

Gisela's heart seemed like it was going to start beating again after everything she had been thinking about that afternoon, and all the fear she had of being defenseless against other beings of the shadows who weren't her friend.