Sofía stumbled backward, nearly losing her grip on the twins. Her cheek throbbed with a painful heat, but it was nothing compared to the heartache she felt. Her eyes glistened with unshed tears as she looked at her aunt and uncle, whose faces were as cold as marble.
Ricardo nodded toward the door, his voice devoid of any warmth. “Get out. We have no place for thieves here.”
With trembling legs, Sofía obeyed, clutching her brothers tightly to her chest. She stepped out into the bitter chill of the evening, the pavement cold and unforgiving beneath her bare feet. The door slammed shut behind her, a sound that echoed in the desolate street, marking the end of another chapter of her young life.
