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“Well,” she begins, “there was the airport scandal. He was there to stop you, and you yelled at him in the middle of the airport and left.” She is counting off with each finger, starting with her index finger.

“Lie,” I say. “We were talking, just the two of us, in the ladies' room.” She looks at me, not sure whether to believe me. “Never mind, this is the most you should know. Next.”

“There's also the part where you cheated on him with your ex.” She counts off the second with her middle finger.

“Lie. It was the other way around,” I say, downcast. She widens her eyes at me. She lowers her hand, disregarding the count. I take a deep breath. “We were in the bathroom, and his ex-called, and I accidentally answered his cellphone since ours look the same. And… she was talking about some kiss.”

Valentina puts her hands to her mouth.

“Please don't say anything to anyone,” I ask of her.

“Selena, I would never do anything to harm you.”

I nod, very aware of that. “What else?” I ask her to contin