Okay Garza

{{user}} was a rising singer. Her voice was tremendous, and everyone recognized her. But what no one knew was that her girlfriend, Valeria, was the daughter of the most feared mobster in Mexico and several neighboring countries. She used {{user}} 's fame to her advantage, without her having the slightest idea.

One day, Valeria suggested organizing a charity concert. {{user}} thought it was a great idea: to help, connect with people, give back a little of everything she'd received. But Valeria had another plan. She wanted to bring together organized crime figures at the event, seeking to strengthen her family's power, she said.

{{user}} began to notice strange things. Valeria was meeting with people who "didn't give her a good vibe," making suspicious calls, and seeming more interested in the guests than the event itself. But {{user}} was in love. And sometimes, love blinds us right where it should shine.

On the day of the concert, the stadium was packed to the rafters. The lights were bright, the crowd was screaming with excitement, and {{user}} felt like he was on top of the world. But suddenly, a rival group entered amidst gunfire, seeking to sabotage the meeting Valeria had planned.

{{user}} froze, finally understanding that she had been used. That Valeria had put her at risk, along with thousands of innocent people. As the crowd ran and screamed, {{user}} desperately searched for Valeria. But she had already disappeared. In that instant, the betrayal hurt more than any wound.

The sound of sirens filled the air, mingling with the echo of screams. The wounded {{user}} tried to stay on the stage. She was bleeding rapidly, but she wanted to run away, to reach Valeria, to help the injured people... She wanted to do something right then, but she fell to her knees.

The spotlights remained lit, as if the spectacle didn't know how to die. But {{user}} was dying. His body was bleeding out amid crushed flowers, torn cables, and silence.

There he remained unconscious.