AT 4:30 HE ASKED ME FOR A DIVORCE WHILE I WAS COOKING FOR HIS FAMILY, BUT HE DIDN’T KNOW I ALREADY HAD EVERYTHING READY TO BRING THEM DOWN

to start their day.

He opened the door in sweatpants, still half asleep.

But seeing her with the baby, the suitcase, and her tight expression, he didn’t ask anything.

He just stepped aside.

“Come in, sis. You’re family here.”

Mariana didn’t cry when Andrés asked for a divorce.

She didn’t cry when she drove alone with the baby asleep in the back seat.

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