Chapter 35

Domingo barged into the house like he was being pursued by something unforeseen. His chest was tight and so were his fists. He had been told that Constanza didn’t want to see him, but he found a way to enter the house. When he pushed open the door, Constanza was standing by the window, a glass of wine in her hand. Her dark hair spilled over her shoulders, her eyes shining with the same cold pride he had known for years. She did not flinch at his sudden arrival. Instead, she gave him a thin smile. “Domingo. To what do I owe this unexpected visit?” Domingo closed the door behind him with a firm hand. “What’s the meaning of this rubbish?” He asked without moving his eyes away from her. “What do you mean?” She feigned pretence. “Okay… I see what you are about to do. Let me just get straight to the point.” He sucked in a little smile. “You promised me,” he said, his voice low but firm. “You gave me your word that you would not hurt Renata. You promised you wouldn’t touch her.” Constanza ga