I turned towards her. Fiercely. I was going to tell her everything. My heart was a black stone. It was beating and exploding in my chest. “Your . . .” I began, gasping for courage. She pressed her lips together tightly. “Your hus—” Before the word was finished, she had stopped me, her voice loud and insistent as she grabbed Alfredo’s hand. “Inés! That’s enough!” She fixed her eyes on mine and held them. I had been trying all this time to save her from the truth, but at that moment I understood that she already knew it.
