As Lexi's body fell to the ground, already lifeless, the women stood there shocked as if there was no tomorrow, full of pain, thinking this could be them if things were just a little bit different.
They had learned to live with Lexi in this place for months and had formed a bond with that woman, so they feel horrible for her now.
None of them would blame Vicente for his decision to kill Lexi, as she herself had wanted it, but they all would have preferred it if she had been stronger and had chosen to live.
Vicente himself was in a bad mood. He didn't know the stories of these people, but he could see they were just like him, victims of this terrible society.
They had probably suffered even more than he had, so he felt a certain kinship with them.
