PART 1: Twelve Weeks, Two Heartbeats, and a Truth He Could Not Deny
Diego was standing in the kitchen, drinking his morning coffee as though nothing could disturb the artificial peace surrounding him.
I had been awake all night.
He had no idea.
There were many things about me Diego no longer knew. Understanding another person requires attention, and my husband had stopped paying attention to me around the same time he began directing that attention toward someone else.
The appointment with Dr. Salinas was supposed to be brief.
I had wanted to go alone.
But Diego insisted on accompanying me, and before I could prevent it, he had already made himself part of something I desperately needed to face in peace.
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What happened inside that examination room changed everything.
“Mr. Diego,” the doctor said, “before you say anything else, you need to see what is shown here.”
