The second recording
Days later, I reopened the application at midnight.
Rafael and Leonel were back in my living room. More relaxed. They were photographing jewelry and listing antiques. Rafael touched a vase that Gabriel and I had bought in Oaxaca.
“Sell everything,” he said. “Before he starts asking questions.”
I saved the video with the date and time. I no longer doubted. I no longer trembled.
The confrontation
We returned to the apartment accompanied by the lawyer and the building manager.
Rafael was speechless when he saw me.
—Mom, it’s not what you think…
I played the video.
“I’ve seen what it is,” I said. “You came into my house and betrayed my trust.”
The order was clear: evict, change the locks, immediate legal protection.
I heard my son sobbing in the hallway. I didn’t turn around. Some goodbyes happen without words.
