stop her.
The next morning, Sofia learned that her family’s debt had been completely paid off. Moreover, an account had been opened in her name containing enough money for her to live on for the rest of her life.
But she didn’t take a single peso.
Nearly six months passed.
One evening, Victor appeared at her doorstep.
Without the wheelchair, without the enormous stomach, and without the disguise.
“Last time, other people made the decision for you,” the man said. “So this time, only
you will decide. I didn’t come here for a wife. I came to ask if you would simply have coffee with me.”
Sofia looked at Victor.
And unexpectedly, she smiled.
