Alejandro, proud and ever distrustful, decided to test her honesty.
That evening, he pretended to fall asleep on the living room sofa. On the table beside him, he left his most expensive gold watch, his open wallet, and a pile of cash. Lucía always came in to clean at night—and tonight was no exception.
Around ten o’clock, the door creaked open. Lucía stepped in barefoot, her hair tied back, holding a small lamp. She moved quietly, careful not to disturb the silence. Alejandro squinted through half-closed eyes, pretending to sleep. He waited for her to glance at the money, to show even the slightest sign of temptation.
