On my birthday they left me alone at home and went to Europe with my savings.

I looked at the clock.

“Today is my birthday.”

Mauricio closed the suitcase with a click.

“We celebrate when we return.”

At that moment my phone vibrated.

A notification from the bank.

A big retreat.

In the great… huge.

I opened the app.

The figure burned in my throat.

They were my savings.

Years of overtime.

Temporary contracts.

Weekends working while they slept.

“Did you use my money?”

Mauricio rolled his eyes.

“We return it later. In the end it’s for the family.”

Family.

Fernanda interview:

“Someone has to take care of the house, Sofi. Don’t be dramatic.”