In the afternoon, while Myriam was checking out some earrings, someone knocked on her door.

"Go ahead," she told him, then she was surprised to see her great friend Rubén de ella, she gave him a smile and invited him to continue. "How are you?" she inquired.

The young man watched her carefully, looked at her discreetly, she looked radiant, very elegant, different from the woman he suffered so many months ago, he was happy for her, because he considered that Myriam deserved that and more from her.

"I came to apologize to you," he said, "although I still can't figure out why you plan to marry that man," he muttered, "I'll respect your decision."

Myriam took a deep breath, looking at her friend tenderly.

"Sometimes love is born out of hate," she said. Gerald and I had serious differences, but there was always something that attracted us to each other" he indicated, "I can also tell you that behind that shell of an insensitive man, there is someone sweet, affectionate, thoughtful and with