At 4:30 he asked me for a divorce while I was cooking for his family—but he didn’t know I already had everything I needed to end his carefully built life.
Doña Mercedes decided everything. What the baby ate, even when the pediatrician said otherwise. Whether Mariana could visit her own mother. How she should dress, because “a Robles daughter-in-law doesn’t go around looking like a market woman.”
Fabiola, Andrés’s sister, had mocked her body after the birth.
