“Your feeling my Laia’s horror with you and my son’s brother’s pain every hour. No one will love you, I wish you eternal solitude.” Her name is Sonia, mother of Laia of Guillem. The boy strives forward, grows, walks, as best he can, stigmatized with pain. Laya No. In June 2018, he was killed while walking down the stairs of the portal after spending the afternoon with his grandparents.. The downstairs neighbor opened the door as she passed, grabbed her by force, and kidnapped her. His father was waiting for him outside, in the car to go home, a few meters from the portal. I was 13 years old. did not arrive
His murderer, Juan Francisco López Ortiz, is serving his sentence. Supreme Court just confirmed he won’t be released from prison At least for the next 25 years, and maybe never. “The monster that ruined my daughter’s life,” Sonia calls OPEN CASE, an events and investigation portal, more bitterly than angered. “There’s no penalty that pays for this… Laia won’t come back to me. She won’t live again. Laia went the same way, went through the same pain, lost her life the same way…”, her voice trembles, “too much pain”.
Three sentences describe the murder as heinous. Little girl found at homealready dead, when He was trying to put his body in a suitcase. He denied the facts as soon as he was arrested; He later confessed to the crime, but said he thought there was a burglar who broke into the girl’s house. They found him guilty. repeated. The final, final decision of the Supreme Court, inspectable permanent prison from killing the minor in a cruel, ruthless and perverse manner. She raped first.
June 4, 2018. Like many other days, Laia spends the afternoon with her grandparents in Vilanova i la Geltrú (Barcelona), a famous neighborhood. “Mom, tell the girl to come down, I’m coming.” As always, it is the little girl’s father who will take her. Normally leaves the car in the same portal. That day, some work forced him to park a few meters away.
Warning, Laia bids farewell to her grandparents. More tomorrow. She kisses them and, after passing the door, she descends the first step. His grandparents live on the second floor, two floors up from the hallway. Laia’s grandmother, as always, rushes to the window to see her come out of the portal. Only a few minutes pass when his son – Laia’s father – calls back.
“It has already fallen.” Grandma returns to the door, “Laya” “Laya!”, no answer from the little girl, no Laia either. At that time, a neighbor from the first neighbor who went up the stairs says that he did not meet the girl. Doubts begin, maybe he’s gone and they didn’t see him. Her grandmother says she was at the window from the first minute and didn’t see her go out.
door to door
The search started immediately. Although no one saw him go, they walked the surrounding streets in case there was a mistake. Without a trace. Local police and some relatives also joined the search. Not visible, Laia not visible.
While their parents are filing the lawsuit complaint for lost Before Mossos d’Esquadra, The little girl’s two uncles, accompanied by local agents They focused their gaze on the portal. They knocked on the door. It wasn’t difficult. There were two for each plant.
The girl was not on the second floor because one of the houses belonged to her grandparents and her grandmother saw her come downstairs. They focused on the first floor. One was from the neighbor who came in at the same time and made sure he didn’t meet her, the other Took it to open.
Juan Francisco López was in that house. He did not live in the house, he was the son of the landlords. He had returned from a trip to China and there he was. She was home alone—few knew it—because her father accompanied her during her mother’s final hours in the hospital.
the smell of bleach
The floor was wet, the mop bucket was painted red, and as soon as it was opened, everyone was swept away by the strong smell of bleach. Difficult did not make it easy, but they managed to get in: Laia appeared, she was there. The search lasted only two hours, but nothing could be done for the little girl..
He was in a room, sitting on the floor with his feet together, body in front; “his head it was in a suitcase It’s like they tried to get him in,” explained one agent in court.
Cruel, evil and cruel
Description of stage tears. “This is a cruel act from beginning to end and with absolute evil know what you do, how you do it and what you do the girl was suffering“, the Supreme Court upholds the sentence.
It seems impossible to describe Laia’s horror. It’s very painful. it was raped, suffocated despite receiving multiple blows and stab woundsThe result of a “monstrous persecution” that the Supreme Court described as “brutal” and “perverse”. considered proven Juan Francisco López opened the door as she passed. when he went downstairs to meet his father and forcibly introduced at home. He sexually abused her. He beat, stabbed and killed her.
“Our punishment is worse”
“During the day,” Sonia gets upset, “I can go through all possible moods, except joy. Anger, pain, sadness, anxiety arise”. He tries to move forward but cannot, “I wake up every day with the desire not to do it, I do it out of necessity”.
Juan Francisco gets the maximum punishment, “but ours is worse,” Sonia says. “Laia gave the worst punishment first. And then his brother. He suddenly had to grow up. Being locked won’t fix my damage.
The murderer would give endless versions to avoid being judged. The first is when they arrested her, when they found the little girl in her house. He assured her that the girl was in the bed when he entered. and said they couldn’t find any evidence to accuse him. Speaking to OPEN CASE, her mother Sonia said: “The only positive thing, and I think, is that it’s under lock and my son won’t be able to find it on the street.”
Laia was 13 years old, “she was a happy girl”. Born in China, adopted at 14 months old, raised and always lived in Vilanova i la Geltrú. Vivaracha, happy, strong, brave, nothing could stop her. One thing is darkness. The lack of light, the fear of the unknown, dispelled the second version that his killer had given.that the little girl had sneaked into her house on her own initiative and defrauded her because she thought she was a thief.
She enjoyed life, “went to English, loved going to the academy”, sang, danced and was “very, very loving to all of us,” she recalls. She had signed up for the theatre. “I coincided with a colleague who was changing school and he was very happy.” He had many dreams and goals: “When I grew up, I wanted to be a different person every day. One day I wanted to be a doctor, another day I told you I wanted to have a clothing store, I said it would be better. Online…”. He left before he turned 14. There isn’t a day that Sonia doesn’t remember him. They walk together. “There are times when there are two hearts in the same coffin unknowingly in the grave.”