After the cr3sh, the doctor said I needed urgent surgery, but my husband held another woman’s hand and muttered, “She’s always been fragile.”

“He has been with Miss Ledesma.”

Later, I checked my phone. Alejandro had not called once. But his mother had left messages telling me not to make things harder for him, not to upset Mariana, and to behave like a proper wife.

That was when I called Clara, my mother’s old friend in Houston.

“Clara,” I whispered, “I want to leave.”

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