“Yes, you are very beautiful, put on your wedding dress and marry me…”, the rich man said to the beggar woman.

—Lupita, do you have a place to sleep tonight?

She lowered her gaze and slowly shook her head.

Alejandro looked up at the darkened sky, then looked back at her.

—Come with me. I’ll take you somewhere warm.

—No need, sir. I’ll manage.