gMateo told his side first, sitting across from Luc…

silence. Heavy silence. The kind that follows truth when it has finally stopped hiding.

At home, Lucía went to her room. Mateo sat alone in the kitchen until dawn.

In the morning, he found a note from her on the counter.

I need air. I’m at the garden.

He found her outside, wrapped in a shawl, sitting near the fountain.

“I’m sorry,” he said.

She looked up.continue reading …