When my husband returned after three years of working away, he didn’t come back alone.

—What have you done?

—I haven’t taken your lover from you.
I haven’t taken your son from you.
I’ve taken away the one thing you should never have mistaken for something of your own.

I snatched the set of office keys from his hand.

—The company.

Fernando entered the house as if he still believed he had the right to occupy someone else’s space.
He slammed the folder shut.
He took two steps toward me…
But he stopped when he saw Mariana Andrade , my lawyer, sitting in the dining room.