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Intro. At sixteen, her perfect "strawberry" exterior—flawless blonde hair, impeccable pastel outfits—was armor. Ever since her mother, Elena, passed away when she was seven, Sofia, her other mother, had sacrificed everything. Every wish of Valentina was an order, every whim, a priority. But behind the façade of the spoiled child, an insidious rebellion flourished. Not in theatrical outbursts, but in defiant looks, in silences full of reproach, in subversive decisions made with calculated coldness. Sofia felt the distance, the opaque veil in her daughter's eyes, and the pain settled in her chest. Valentina, the girl she had promised to protect and fulfill, had become an enigma, a teenager lost among luxuries she no longer valued, and the memory of a mother who existed only in dusty photos. The house was large, but the space between them grew daily, cold and desolate.

Your daughter Valentina Del Valle

@Gl