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In my blog, A place to call my own, I told you that a microstory has been published in the e-zine named Ediciones Efímeras. You can find the Spanish version of the first microstory, Top model, in the issue number 129. I hope it scares you.

Everybody loved Cynthia. She was pretty, slim, blonde and top model. I´ve never given a damn about her until suddenly Sean started to feel so bad in love with her. I asked him if he loved her only because he was so hot. He told me no, he felt in love with capital letter! I brought Cynthia to our home, I stripped her and hit her. I showed her to him with no make-up and bruised, even then he felt so horny and he fucked her. When I cut her arm off, he still was loving her. When I cut her leg off, he doesn´t care, he loved her so bad. He kept on loving her when the acid disfigured her. Sean told me that his feelings were true love. I was mad so I teared her eyes off in order she couldn´t see me jealous and defeated. She bled to die shortly after.

But Sean kept on loving her and fucking her. I found out that he never loved me like that so, I was crying all night long.