The next morning, Ricardo got up early to make breakfast: eggs, bread, and a cold coffee with milk, just the way she liked it. He said, \n\u201cGet well, love.\u201d<\/p>\n
Mariana smiled happily. Maybe they said Mexican men weren\u2019t very romantic, but her husband was an exception.<\/p>\n
But happiness, sometimes, is like glass: transparent, beautiful\u2026 and fragile.<\/p>\n
Three days later, Mariana found a red hair tie under the pillow in the bedroom. It wasn\u2019t hers. She never wore that kind, much less that color.<\/p>\n
She held it between her fingers for a long time. She didn\u2019t feel overwhelming jealousy or anger, only a deep sadness, like a melody that slowly fades away. Because women have a sixth sense. She said nothing.<\/p>\n
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