Episode 3

This news hit me like a bucket of cold water, as if someone cut off a part of me, realizing that the person I loved didn't love me and only loved what I had, but what was it that I had, money? power? What was it?

I clenched my heart with my fist, I felt like it would explode at any moment and that I would fall dead in an instant, but I had to calm down, I had to find out what my grandmother's will was, I leaned against the cold wall of the room, making a slight noise that made them notice, and that man came out of my still husband's room.

Madam, good afternoon, are you here to see the man, come in, with a somewhat cold tone and speaking loudly so that he can hear it and they talk about another topic.

I'm so sorry sir, I didn't want to bother you, I just came to see my husband, behaving and speaking softly so that he wouldn't notice anything.

Honey, what are you doing here? He said to me in a serious and cold tone as he looked at me.

They told me you had an accident and I came to see what you needed, I came to be with you, with my heart aching but not letting myself falter.

Don't worry, with a rude tone and without anything else he told me: you can go now, go take care of our son, your duty is to be at home my love, go on, go with him, I'll be fine, giving me a half smile, and he even ended up saying: I say this so you don't stay up all night here, my assistant will stay with me, go away now.

And yes, I said goodbye to the two of them, closed the door and heard how the two of them were making fun of me, I had never heard the one who was still my husband say so many things, saying that I would do whatever he wanted and whatever he wanted, that he would talk to one of his many lovers to take care of him.

I don't want to hear anymore, I left the hospital crying, and I spoke to my only employee to ask her to stay with my son and that I would return in the early morning, she decided to stay not because I asked her, but because I offered her triple her day rate.

With a lost look, with my illusions broken, with my dreams empty, I walked down the street, his words were in my head and repeated over and over again, so I wasn't important to him? It sounded in my head, everything I lived, all my time at home, being the perfect woman for him didn't work, being a good, orderly woman who was aware of his house, didn't stop him from looking for another and cheating on me, I don't know how long I walked or if I watched the time or that the afternoon had turned into night, I just got to a place and went in; it was a bar, the music was playing and people were dancing on the dance floor, others were kissing and still others were fondling each other, I just got to the bar to forget my sorrows, the bartender just watched me as I drank the drink while my tears fell and soaked the bar.