+ cuarenta y cuatro

i was watching a mexican soap opera on the waiting room television set about two rich families who hated each other. both were contractors and the heads of the families had been best friends turned enemies for the love of a woman.

my name was called once again and i was led to one of the rooms.

a doctor walked in with a clipboard in hand. "so...miss santos. you came in with feelings of nausea?"

i nodded slowly. "i think i have food poisoning."

he shook his head. "its something much different than that."

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little kyra is so clueless. honestly, i would have caught on right away. but that's because i watch so many novelas and i know all the tell tale signs. 

-clary