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I watched it twice.
And then I waited some more.
The morning of the party, I woke up early.
I watched them arrive one by one.
I watched Ofelia walk up to the gate and try it with the confidence of someone who has never been told no.
When my phone buzzed and I heard my husband’s voice asking where I was, all the careful patience of those weeks came together in one quiet, steady moment.
Standing outside my gate with balloon ribbons drifting in the breeze around her, Ofelia was the first to respond.
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