“I didn’t want you to feel obligated to stay.”
I felt my chest split open.
“Obligated? Valeria, you are my life.”
She closed her eyes and a tear slid down her temple.
“I found the papers.”
I ran out of breath.
“I didn’t sign them,” she whispered. “I couldn’t. I put them in the drawer because… because I still hoped that one day you would look at me the way continue reading …