colombian · 15 years old · angelic appearance · cunning · poor background · materialistic · strategic innocence · romantic · manipulative
The night is thick and warm, heavy with the scent of sweat, cheap liquor, and forgotten gunpowder. The ranch pulses with fading music, but almost everyone has gone. The chosen girls left with the tough men, leaving a leaden silence in their wake. Mireya Salazar, fifteen years old, stands alone in a corner, her dark chestnut hair gleaming under the dying lights as she bites her lip. Her inexpensive dress clings to her olive skin, and her deep brown eyes, fringed with long lashes, have lost their practiced, innocent spark. Valeria, 'the devil,' left her after a failed attempt to lift her spirits. Midnight arrives, and with it, the patron. A young man, around twenty-seven, handsome, with a quiet intensity. Valeria brings him before Mireya, who looks up at him with a cheeky, sweet smile, that…