洛雷娜三十岁，是一位美丽的女人，有着一头乌黑的秀发和灰绿色的眼睛。二十岁时，她嫁给了阿尔贝托·卡勒。她是一位贤妻良母，全身心地投入到家庭和丈夫的生活中。但她一直没能为他生个孩子，这让她一直感到遗憾。

明天是他们的结婚十周年纪念日，她正在为庆祝活动做准备。和往年一样，她想做点特别的事，今年她选择用兰花来装饰，但她想为她的铝制结婚纪念日寻找一朵特别的兰花。然而，她住的地方附近没有卖这种花的，所以她不得不坐地铁去一家在社交媒体上看到广告的花店，这家花店让她觉得很有意思。

洛雷娜进门时，盯着花店的灯；它们和她客厅里的一模一样。她平静地走着，这时一个大约五岁、有着浅棕色眼睛的孩子从她身边跑过，直到撞到她。

洛雷娜对他笑了笑。他和她丈夫阿尔贝托长得这么像，真是不可思议。

“对不起，贝蒂托是个非常淘气的孩子，”追赶他的年轻女子说道；她带着孩子向后面的房间走去。

洛雷娜一直看着花，心里却有些伤感。她猜想，那个小男孩大概叫阿尔贝托，就是那个昵称。她一直想，他和她丈夫太像了，如果她能给他生个儿子，说不定他也会长得像她丈夫，也会被这样称呼；想到这个话题，她感到一阵心痛。

当洛雷娜将这些想法抛开后，她凝视着几盆蕙兰，觉得它们很美。它们和她丈夫求婚时送的蕙兰很像。

“我想买这些兰花，”洛雷娜告诉一位女售货员。

售货员赶紧整理兰花，洛雷娜则去收银台付款，刷卡并签了字。

当她把票还给收银员时，她看到了她曾经见过的那个小男孩的照片，他正跑着吹灭生日蛋糕上的蜡烛；那个小男孩和她的丈夫有相同的酒窝，这是一个奇怪的巧合，她心想。

“他是一个非常活泼的孩子，他是你们中的一员吗？”洛雷娜问道，这种奇怪的感觉让她想更多地了解这个小男孩。

“他是花店老板的儿子，老板娘去医院检查孕期，就把孩子交给我们照顾了。”收银员回答道。

收银员的手机响了，她请洛雷娜稍等片刻，因为她必须接电话。

“是的，女士，贝托没事，他一如既往地焦躁不安，因为他问起您了。（她的对话者说了些什么）是的，女士，别担心，阿尔贝托先生的票已经买好了，就在我手里。”收银员说着，正准备挂断电话，票却掉了下来，像风中的落叶一样，在地上飞舞。

洛雷娜好心地拿起了车票，但她看到乘客的名字阿尔贝托·卡勒 (Alberto Calle) 时感到很疑惑，难道是同音词？她本能地看了看身份证件号码，不可能，和她丈夫的号码一样。

“谢谢您领取，”收银员从洛雷娜手中接过票说道。

“请问，Alberto Calle先生和店主有关系吗？”Lorena非常紧张地问道。

“很抱歉，这是个人信息，”收银员回答道。

洛雷娜拿出手机，向收银员展示了她丈夫的照片。

“是同一个人吗？”洛雷娜用仅存的一点平静问道。

已经带着兰花过来的售货员和收银员一起盯着看；他们注意到前来购买的女人突然脸色苍白。

“他是那位女士的丈夫，也是撞到你的那个小男孩的父亲，”女售货员说道。

洛雷娜后退几步，单从她颤抖的嘴唇就能看出她内心的痛苦。面对显而易见的事实，她感到呼吸困难，她的世界在眼前消失，十年的婚姻变得毫无意义，她深爱的男人已经有了另一个家庭，还有一个五岁的儿子，而且即将迎来另一个。泪水止不住地涌出眼眶，模糊了她的视线，她无法不感到心碎。背叛刺穿了她的灵魂，留下了一片凄凉。

Gabriel Larrea is thirty-seven years old, not extremely handsome, but he has an elegance that can be very attractive. He has ventured into politics, managing to become a parliamentarian. His political party has convinced him that he can be a great presidential candidate; however, studies conducted for voting intention show resistance to the fact that he is a single father, to whom a series of adventures have been attributed, most of which have been fabricated and not real, since he has never presented a formal partner.

...Gabriel Larrea...

"Mr. Larrea, they called from your house, the girls did it again, the new nanny has left the house immediately, and for now, Mrs. Margarita has calmed the little ones with their favorite dish," Diana, his personal assistant, informed him.

Gabriel has two little girls, Samantha and Alexandra, they are seven years old, they are beautiful and extremely mischievous girls. They deeply love their father, but deep down they desire the maternal love they imagine. The little girls' mother died in a violent assault they suffered when they were returning from an evening out, and the little ones were three years old. That day they stayed with the nanny, and their mother never returned. That's why they detest the term nanny to take care of them.

That violent assault and the helplessness of not being able to prevent his wife's death, which sent him to the hospital for a long period, motivated Gabriel to venture into politics to reduce citizen insecurity; and it is in this area where he has focused the most in his legislative work, in an effort to feel less guilty for not being able to do anything to save his wife.

...Samantha and Alexandra Larrea...

"That agency never sends me competent nannies, my daughters are loving girls with a lot of energy, which no nanny has been able to focus, I'm going to look for another agency that sends me better employees," Gabriel said uncomfortably, putting on his jacket.

"Fortunately, there are no meetings today, your advisors are working on the new bill, I'll have them send it to your email," Diana said.

"Thank you, Diana, even if I have to review it at midnight, I'll make sure the bill is perfect, it's important to be able to convince the rest of the parliamentarians," Gabriel expressed, before saying goodbye to his assistant.

He had to go home immediately, he needs to quickly find someone who can understand his daughters and take care of them, the woman who ran away in terror was the eighth nanny who had resigned in the last year.

When their father arrived home, the little girls hung around Gabriel's neck, who had no choice but to lift both of them up, while they looked at him tenderly.

"Daddy, we're big girls now," said Samantha.

"Big girls don't need a nanny," Alexandra expressed with a pout.

"Big girls don't stick gum in people's hair; or put jelly in their shoes. You need someone to help you, Mrs. Margarita and Mrs. Norma are too old to take care of you all the time," Gabriel said, while his little ones lowered their heads recognizing that they had gone a little too far.

"My friends don't have a nanny, they have a mom," Samantha replied.

"Your mom is in heaven, I already told you," Gabriel said affectionately, although he notes that this explanation doesn't seem to be enough for the little ones anymore.

"But we want one on earth, can't you get us a mom forever?" Alexandra asked, pouting and giving him a tender look.

"Someday, sweetheart, I'm sorry, daddy will someday find a mom for you. I love you very much, my loves," Gabriel said, hugging his daughters.

"We love you, daddy," both sisters express. The little ones yearn to have what they see in other classmates, a loving mother who never leaves their side.

Gabriel feels a terrible frustration every time he feels the sorrow of his daughters for not having their mother by their side, they have not been able to enjoy the tenderness and warmth that the most sublime love that exists naturally provides.

However, he refuses to fall in love again, he already has enough worries on his mind, he lives worried about the safety of the little ones, he is afraid of not being able to protect someone else, that's why he keeps his distance, he seems cold and indifferent, even when a woman provokes some kind of interest in him; nothing strong enough to make him approach.

The woman who manages to make him fall in love sincerely again has not appeared in Gabriel Larrea's life; however, that is about to change.

Alberto Calle is an engineer and forty years old, due to his profession he has traveled constantly throughout the country, he has light brown eyes and brown hair, the passing of the years has consumed the attractiveness he possessed in his youth, but he believes that he is still irresistible.

...Alberto Calle...

He met Lorena because she was a classmate of his younger sister; she was essentially a very beautiful girl, and although he courted her while she was in school, he only started dating her when she turned eighteen; two years later he married her.

Her parents died when she was very young, and she lived with her maternal aunt, who was her only family; she didn't have much money to go to a university, but she was able to study executive secretarial skills, planning to go to university with the money she managed to save while working.

Although she worked during the first year of marriage, Alberto asked her to stop doing so, because they would start trying to have a child, and it was better for her to be calm and preparing everything at home; moving away from the capital where Lorena had always lived, leaving behind the only family she had and her friends.

Unfortunately, the years passed and Lorena did not manage to get pregnant, when they went to the doctor, they indicated that the possibility of getting pregnant naturally was almost nil, perhaps with some assisted fertilization technique; however, that was quite expensive.

Although Lorena insisted on getting a job, to raise the necessary money. Alberto assured her that he would save for it, that she was very young and that in a couple of years they would have the necessary money; years passed and there was never enough money.

Six years ago, on one of his work trips, Alberto met Paulina Del Valle, a woman who, although not pretty-faced, had a quite seductive way of being; Alberto ended up giving in to desire, and ended up starting a relationship with Paulina. Starting his double life in two different cities, making sure that none of the women knew of the other's existence.

Lorena doesn't even know how she managed to get home after finding out about her husband's deception, she in her entire life had not had eyes for anyone other than him, her entire life revolved around him. She is sitting on the bathroom floor hugging her legs and letting the shower water fall on her body; feeling that with the same lips that Alberto kissed that other woman he also kissed her hurt her, that with the same hands that caressed the other he then came to caress her she repudiated, having to assimilate that after making love to another he would return to her bed was disgusting to her.

"Lorena cries all this night, you are only allowed to cry for him tonight, then you are going to bury this love, dress yourself in dignity, demand a divorce and that he leaves your life, do you understand Lorena?, it's over, it's all over," she said to herself out loud, like a mantra that she had to repeat over and over again to gain courage and execute the action she had planned.

The pain of betrayal was stabbing, heartbreaking, the disappointment and sadness is what the soul is covered with when you find out, like a desperate internal scream that seeks to get out, that despairs and bewilders; that knot in the stomach, as if an emptiness took over the whole body and the ground under the feet disappeared and you started falling into an endless abyss.

That night Lorena cried, for that love that crumbled from one moment to the next before her eyes, she cried for the years of her life that she gave with her whole being, she cried for the life that she saw pass and that was now reduced to nothing.

Seven in the morning, on the tenth anniversary of her marriage to Lorena, Alberto Calle opens the door of his house; yesterday he sent her a message saying that he was already traveling and that he would be home early, although it appeared as if it had been seen, but she never replied to the message, as it was late when he sent it he only imagined that she was upset.

When Alberto walked through the living room, he came across two suitcases, he found it strange, there were no balloons, decorations, it was not full of flowers, and an excited Lorena filling him with kisses.

Only on the center table the orchids that Lorena bought yesterday and that led her to know the double life of her husband.

"I bought them at Floreria 'Mi maravilloso jardin' I think you know the owner perfectly," said Lorena slowly descending the stairs.

Alberto opened his eyes in surprise, how could Lorena know that place, how much does she know about his other woman, what should he do he wonders, how much does Lorena know about his double life and everything else he has deceived her in.