Alejandro realized his mistake a moment too late. “That’s not what I meant—”
“That is exactly what you said.”
“In the beginning, I stayed because I loved you!” he insisted, his voice rising defensive anger. “Because you were completely broken! I’m the one who dragged you to therapy! I’m the one who cooked your meals! I put up with your sleepless nights for years!”
“And I spent seven years feeling guilty for it,” she replied quietly.
“Guilty? You stopped being a wife! I’d come home from work and find you in the same clothes, reading medical journals for hours, refusing to go out! What did you expect me to do?!”
“I expected that if you stopped loving me, you would have the basic human decency to tell me.”
“It wasn’t that simple!”
Mariana took out her phone and showed him the message Chloe had forwarded. “‘Where is she going to go? She doesn’t know how to survive on her own.’ Was that complicated, too?”
