For years I had seen Carlos every day.
Always punctual.
Always silent.
She never imagined that after cleaning her office she would return to a life like that.
The baby started to cry.
One of the little children pulled on Carlos’s shirt.
—Dad… I’m hungry.
Laura closed her eyes for a moment.
When he opened them, something in his gaze was different.
He got up.
Carlos thought he was leaving.
But Laura took out her phone.
—Patricia—he said when the call connected—. I need you to cancel all my meetings today.
Carlos looked at her, confused.
Laura continued.
—I also want you to contact the best private hospital in the city.
—Yes… today.
