My husband threw me out onto the street in a towel for refusing to live with my mother-in-law, but he never imagined that…

“You have yourself.”

A pause.

“And that’s enough.”

He didn’t knock.

Didn’t shout.

Didn’t beg.

Camila simply turned away…

And walked into the rain beside him.

Inside the house, Álvaro watched.

Arms crossed.