PART 1
—Then drink it yourself first, darling.
I never imagined that phrase, said almost as a joke in my kitchen in Guadalajara, would bring fifteen years of marriage crashing down in less than ten seconds.
That morning smelled of freshly brewed coffee, toast, and the exhaust from the buses passing along the avenue. It was Tuesday, not even seven yet, and I was still in my robe when I found my husband, Arturo, standing by the stove with two cups already served. That was strange. In our house, I had always been the one who made the coffee.
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