In Ciudad Rosa, the next day, Sofia:


    -God, I feel so bad, where am I? -I wondered as I woke up and put my hands to my head. Feeling not only a strong headache, but also a strong pelvic pain? How so? Why?


    I looked at the ceiling, the walls and noticed only two doors, but no windows. In my room there is arge window, besides the apartment is on the seventh floor and here I could hear the noise of vehicles passing by.


    -Where am I? I don’t recognize this ce,” I asked myself without knowing exactly what happened to me or where I was.


    I lowered my legs to get up, but they were shaking, I couldn’t get up. I looked at the round table, in front of the sofa where I woke up, there were two bottles of an expensive whiskey,pletely empty, with three sses, each one with traces of drinks.


    I felt strange. I had a burning or pain between my legs. What did I do? Because I don’t remember anything. No matter how hard I tried to remember something, I couldn’t, I felt a pounding headache.


    -Where’s my cell phone? Where’s my bag? I don’t see it either,” I questioned myself, speaking out loud and making an effort to reach the doors I observed.


    When I opened the first door I found a bathroom, where everything was a mess. There was vomit on the floor of the shower. So I turned on the sink faucet and washed my face. I look haggard, with dark circles under my eyes, is the image reflected in the mirror. I don’t look anything like the young woman who went out for her graduation ceremony.


    After washing up, I went out the other door towards the railing, from where I could see the entrance to the discotheque. Everything was alone, with a strong smell of alcohol, smoke and cigarettes. I went down the stairs and looked at my bag and my cell phone in an armchair in a corner.


    -Good morning, Miss Sofia! -I was greeted by a mature woman who, it seemed, was cleaning.


    -Good morning! How do you know that’s my name? -I asked intrigued, because even though I had been to this disco twice, I had never familiarized myself with its staff. It was not my style.


    -My boss asked me to look after you and informed me that your name was Sofia, in case anyone asked for you,” she added.


    -What about my car? -I asked intrigued, because if anything would get me in trouble with my parents, it was if I lost it.


    -Is it a ck one? -she asked me, amazed and admired.


    -Yes,” I answered immediately.


    -It’s in the parking lot,” she answered.


    When I opened my bag, I got my car keys, my ID card, as well as my ck credit card. My cell phone, however, waspletely discharged. I went out of there, towards the apartment where I lived with my friends.


    In Hacienda Los Rincones, Rafael:


    Getting out of my Jeep Grand Cherokee, I saw my sister and brother-inw waiting for me. From their gestures, it seemed that the situation was serious. So I approached and greeted them, to hear their reports about the rust-contaminated crops.


    This was a fungus that totally destroys the crops, thus losing our harvest and with it the profits already received beforehand. I headed towards the stables and mounted on my horse Tornado, I galloped towards the harvesters’ area.


    Arriving at the ce, I joined the group of experts and dedicated myself with them to solve the case. It seems that we are still in time to recover the harvest. In the afternoon, when I was free, I went into my room to wash up and I recalled everything I had experienced the night before.


    -Sofia! Sofia! What a woman! -I invoked, feeling her breath, her scent, the warmth of her body.


    “You are a goddess! -I mentioned, thinking of her body and trying to rify in my mind her features, which I didn’t remember perfectly, “How do I know if you are not just another crazy girl, one of those that abound nowadays, without values or principles?


    “You gave me your virginity, so easily -I questioned.


    Although for some, this is irrelevant, for me it is not. I was brought up the old-fashioned way, with the norms and customs of my ancestors. Hence, it is hard for me to ept some of the behaviors of today’s youth, such as consumption and giving myself away so easily.


    She doesn’t even know my name, since at no time did she ask me and even so, she gave herself in such a full, unreserved, extraordinary way. I definitely wish I knew everything about her.


    “Although she seemed to be under the effects of something stronger than alcohol,” I spected, remembering her movements, gestures and the unrestrained way she did it.


    “I deduce that she must have taken care of herself, because we did it, without any protection and I wouldn’t wish to have any unwanted children,” I reflected. “When I return to Ciudad La Rosa, I will look for her, for now I must solve the problem of the Ranch.”


    I bathed, dressed and went out to ride with mypanion of years ago, my beautiful jet ck horse, shiny and spirited.


    On Paradise Ind, the narrator:


    Sofia’s parents, in their private yacht for personal use, gave a tour of the new container ships, which will form the world’srgest fleet of international shipping vessels.


    The shippingpany, of which Sofia’s father was thergest shareholder and CEO, was at its peak with high levels of profitability and profitability. Just at that moment, the people of Paradise Ind were celebrating with them this valuable acquisition.


    The night before, Don Juan Carlos Morales and Mrs. Estefania Bourbon, received the three new vessels that will be incorporated to the fleet of their shippingpany. For this reason, they could not attend the graduation ceremony of their daughter, whom they were tired of calling, but she never answered.


    -My love, were you able tomunicate with Sofia? -Juan Carlos asked his wife, talking in her ear, while they finished the boat ride to take the priest to their mansion, where they would have a private lunch in honor of this event.


    -No!” replied Estefania with a gesture of helplessness and ashamed with her daughter for failing her again. This was another important event for Sofia, but they could not attend because she did not delegate this act to anyone else.


    -Knowing her, she must be angry with us! -Juan Carlos smiled, leaving aside what his daughter might really feel, “When all this is over, we will make a video call and solve this misunderstanding with her.


    -Something tells me that this time the girl won’t forgive us! -said Sofia’s mother, with regret and repentance.


    -Don’t take it to heart, woman! In any case, she also does what she wants, and so far we have not imposed ourselves on her will. Well, she didn’t even graduate as awyer, which is what we needed most at the shippingpany.This belongs ? N?velDra/ma.Org.


    -But we also need the services of an ountant,” said Sofia’s mother proudly.


    “And who better than her. Because if there is one thing we should be proud of, it is that our daughter, whatever she does, she does it with quality and excellence, always seeking to be the best,” she affirmed.


    -Well! Let’s not argue over such trivial things. Sofia is not a child, she is a woman and she must understand perfectly what ourmitments are, when ites to the Shipping Company,” said Don Juan Carlos Morales, concluding the matter.


    -Have you already talked to your friend? About the dissolution of the absurd engagement he wants to enforce between his son and our daughter,” asked Mrs. Estefania, looking at him with distrust. She presumes that her friend’s hand is behind all this.


    -No!” he answered fleetingly, walking hurriedly towards the dock, avoiding a confrontation with his wife for this situation that he himself had brought about since his daughter was a child…