The days after Don Tomás’s funeral did not pass—they dragged, heavy and suffocating, like a sky that refused to clear after a storm.
Marisol quickly learned that grief was not the only thing waiting for her.
There was judgment.
There were whispers.
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The days after Don Tomás’s funeral did not pass—they dragged, heavy and suffocating, like a sky that refused to clear after a storm.
Marisol quickly learned that grief was not the only thing waiting for her.
There was judgment.
There were whispers.
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