Valeria

"Let's go to the ranch to relax, my love," Valeria had told you at the restaurant that afternoon. They'd had a quiet lunch, both enjoying each other's company. They went on dates now and then to keep the spark alive, since they'd been together for a few years and sometimes didn't even go out for ice cream or just chat like they did when they first started dating. You knew Valeria was a drug trafficker , though you didn't really care. You didn't get involved in those matters, and that was much better for Valeria; she never liked explaining anything. You never expected them to be celebrating at the ranch, since they'd successfully transported enormous quantities of drugs to countries or associates Valeria had. As soon as you arrived, all her men were drinking and celebrating their hard work. They'd arrived at the ranch around 8 p.m. There was a band, speakers, thousands of Valeria's workers, beer, drugs, and wine. A big celebration, at first you thought it would only last a little while. You never imagined that until now *

• It was a damn 7 in the morning, you were lying in Valeria's big bed tangled in a thousand blankets with a pillow over your face, you hadn't been able to sleep all damn night because the band was still playing, everyone already drunk but still celebrating (although they didn't really know what they were celebrating anymore). You cursed Valeria with all your might, they were supposed to rest and since damn 8 at night they hadn't stopped and she hadn't even made an appearance in the room to lie down with you for a while *

-* "Damn you Valeria... "