At my wedding, I saw my father-in-law put something in my champagne glass… so I switched glasses and smiled.

make a scene. Men like Arturo relied on panic. And even more so on silence.

So I waited.
And at the exact second he turned around to shake hands with a local congressman who was passing by, I switched the glasses.
Carefully. Cleanly. Without making the slightest noise.

When he turned around, he took the glass that he thought he had prepared for me.
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