“We are going to file the complaint”, he said. “Notification will also be given to the DIF.”
Sofía answered questions with a calmness that broke my heart. She didn’t look like a scared girl anymore. She seemed like a girl tired of being made to feel guilty for existing.
The next day hell began.
My mom called me first.
“You’re crazy? Report your own family for a haircut?”
“It wasn’t a cut. It was an attack.”
“You are going to destroy us.”
“You started when you touched my daughter.”
I hung.
Then Marisol called. I cried. He said that the DIF had gone to his house, that they asked about Valeria, that they reviewed the family atmosphere.
“Lucía, please withdraw the complaint. This got out of control.”
“No. For the first time, the consequences came in time.”
That afternoon they published their version on Facebook.
