Te Mentirг­a - La Konga (( Dj Gonz )) -

Mateo set his drink down. He knew the script: he should turn around, walk out into the cool night, and keep the lie alive. It was safer. It was easier.

"I lied," he whispered, the truth finally louder than the brass. "I miss you so much it hurts to breathe." Te MentirГ­a - La Konga (( dj Gonz ))

The lyrics hit him like a physical blow. He leaned against the bar, his fingers white-knuckled around a plastic cup of Fernet and coke. He had told Elena it was over. He had told his friends he was better off. He had spent weeks crafting a mask of indifference, a polished lie he wore like a Sunday shirt. Mateo set his drink down