My husband invited his boss to our house, but just before he arrived, he looked at me with disgust and whispered, “Stay in the bedroom. I’m ashamed to have you seen like this. If my boss sees you, you’ll ruin my promotion.”

today.”

Alejandro’s body went rigid. “You went to her office? Are you completely out of your mind?!”

For seven years, that accusation—that she was losing her mind—had been enough to make her retreat, doubt herself, and apologize.

Not today.

“She showed me your text messages, Alejandro,” Mariana said, her voice entirely devoid of emotion. “She told me you’ve been seeing each other for a year and a half. She told me you claimed our marriage was dead, that we slept in separate rooms, and that imaginary doctors forbade you from