Nothing is okay
Part 4: No puedo más
Clara tries to give advice like her mother would, but feels terrible lying. Luz sends emotional photos and voice messages thanking her for everything. Clara decides she must tell the truth, but she's terrified of hurting Luz.
Nothing is okay
But you need help now
Look for a good lawyer
Talk to him tomorrow
Yes...
But I don't have money for a lawyer
There are free lawyers
From the government
Oh yes!
It's true
Thank you
You always think of everything
Clara closes her eyes. Each message makes her feel worse. She is not the person Luz thinks she is. She is not her mother.
Wait
I'm sending you a photo

It's my son's table
For him I do everything
For him I need to solve this problem
The photo is very pretty
You know my son
From when he was a baby
You helped me a lot during that time
...
Clara listens to the voice message. Tears run down her face. She can't do this anymore. She can't lie anymore. This woman trusts her. Loves her. Needs her. But Clara is not her friend. Clara is a stranger.
Well
I'm going to sleep for a bit
Tomorrow I'll look for the lawyer
Everything is going to be okay
Because you are here
❤️
Good night ❤️
Wait
Yes?
I need to tell you something
What's happening?
It's important
You're scaring me
Are you okay?
Clara looks at the question. Is she okay? No. She is not okay. Her mother is dead. She has been lying for days. And now she has to tell the truth. She has to hurt this woman who is already suffering so much.
I'm not okay
What's wrong?
Tell me
Now I am listening to you
I am not...
Clara's finger hovers over the screen. Three words. She needs to type three more words. 'I am not your friend.' But her hands are shaking. What happens when she sends this message? What happens to Luz tomorrow? To her son? To everything?
You are not what?
Talk to me
Please
My mom...
Your mom?
Is Clara okay?
I am Clara
The message appears on the screen. Four words that change everything. Clara sent it. She can't take it back now.
What?
This is my mom's phone
But she...
I don't understand
My mom died
Six months ago
I'm sorry
The messages sit on the screen. Clara waits. The phone shows that Luz is typing. Then the typing stops. Then it starts again. Then stops. Silence.
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