It was almost eight o’clock at night and I was still in my office in Polanco, exhausted after closing the most important project of the year.
I worked tirelessly to maintain my « family’s » lifestyle… while my husband enjoyed it as if it were his right.
I picked up my cell phone and texted Mauricio Ríos, my husband, who was supposedly on a “business trip” in Singapore:
Take care. I miss you a lot.
She didn’t reply.
I opened Instagram to clear my head.
And in less than a second… my world came crashing down
The first post was by my mother-in-law, Lidia Ríos.
But it wasn’t just any photo.
It was a wedding.
And the man in the ivory suit, smiling as he never smiled at me before…
was my husband
Beside her, dressed in white, was Valeria Cruz,
a junior employee of my own company.
The text under the photo was the final blow:
“My son, you are finally truly happy with Valeria. You finally made the right choice.”
I was frozen.
When I zoomed in, I saw her whole family: sisters, uncles, cousins… all celebrating.
They all knew
They were all accomplices.