New York City

April was shocked, unable to believe what Rubén was revealing to her. Two years had passed since that fateful day when our mother had died, and April had kept her secret hidden. The murder had seemed so easy at the time, with no suspicions or clues pointing to her as the culprit. It was enough for him to enter intensive care and disconnect the artificial respiration equipment, for my mother to suffer cardiac arrest that cost her her life.

Although at that time the doctor had prohibited visits to my mother in view of her seriousness, Abril had managed to enter thanks to the help of the nurse who was on duty at that time, who agreed to let her enter taking into account consideration that she was Luis José's wife and he was a doctor at the clinic; so he didn't see any inconvenience. However, that woman was not aware of the macabre crime that April was committing with my mother.

Rubén, with a cynical smile, responded to their disbelief:

—Atrocity? No, dear April. I don't have a mind as tw