Virginia Fernández

Past Debts Virginia Fernández

It is horrible to mourn the death of a father, together with your sisters, for ten years and discover that it was feigned. Anger and pain throb in betrayal in your chest. Meeting a boy and sleeping with him the first night, drunk as never before, has as many good things as bad. . . Not surprisingly, in the end, nothing is what it seems: you can love the cliches or you can hate them for life. But always loving you, forgiving you, accepting that not everything is your fault. Accepting the paradise offered by that person who is willing to star alongside you in a fairy tale in which shadows and ghosts have no place.