The Saturday morning sun blazed with a breezy swagger over the bustling, cheerful city, radiating that vibe of relaxation and carefree fun. At a café in a shopping mall, the Gutiérrez sisters had gathered, as Claudia had news to share. Jimena seized the opportunity of Pablo taking Adrián to his parents' house, granting her a free day to meet up with her sisters."Girls, I have something to tell you," Claudia began, visibly nervous."Spit it out, Clau. You're making me anxious," Cecilia complained, impatient."Girls, I have a boyfriend," she blurted out, thrilled, with a special sparkle in her eyes. Cecilia and Jimena exchanged worried glances."A boyfriend?" Jimena asked, incredulous, unable to conceal her distress."Yeah..." Claudia looked at them apologetically."But..." Cecilia didn't know how to inquire without offending her sister. "Is it a real boyfriend? What I mean is... how do I put this... does he reciprocate your feelings?"Claudia smiled and then burst into laughter. Jimen
Pablo stormed into his apartment, sparks practically flying off him. Rage, disappointment, and a deep sense of betrayal consumed him. He felt pathetic. He knew Jimena had every right to move on with her life, but it hurt like hell. And she was doing it with Jack, which made him burn with anger and jealousy. Why him?He glanced at the time on his watch and realized he needed to get ready for work; however, he wasn't going to the office that day—he just didn’t have it in him. Instead, he felt like drowning his sorrows in alcohol, and that's precisely what he did.Hours later, Pablo opened his eyes, dizzy and disoriented. Night had fallen, and it seemed he'd passed out after the third bottle of whiskey. His eyes burned, and the nausea in his stomach made him feel like he was about to puke, though he'd eaten nothing all day, so it would just be stomach acid.He turned on the shower and, still fully clothed, stepped under the cold stream. The icy water made him shiver, and a heartbreaking
Jimena woke up with dark circles under her eyes. Even though the baby was already six months old, there were nights when he wouldn’t let her sleep, and this had been one of those nights. By the time she got up, Pablo had already left for work, so she began her morning workout routine.She had been putting in a lot of effort lately, especially since she’d gained quite a bit of weight during her pregnancy. However, she was regaining her figure without much trouble, as she had always been disciplined about her exercise.In front of the mirror, Jimena studied her pale skin, noticing how her blue eyes seemed lost amidst the dark circles, a clear sign of exhaustion and sleeplessness. But the dark circles weren’t just from lack of sleep—she had cried again the night before. She remembered when Pablo had kissed her for the first time that summer, the moment their love story had begun. They had been in the middle of a forest, playing a silly paintball game. She drifted into the memories...“H
Jimena lay down, feeling hopeless about seeing Pablo before falling asleep, who had had another social gathering with his business partners.At least the baby had fallen asleep, and she could finally get some rest. She was relieved that her breasts no longer hurt since they had just dried up. The baby had stopped breastfeeding about a month ago, which left her feeling as though her breasts might explode, full, and unable to be relieved by her child.She closed her eyes slowly, the weight of disappointment pressing on her chest, as she longed for her husband's company. These days, she felt depressed by the distance that had grown between them, but also by the unresolved sexual needs that were tearing her apart, especially since she had to watch her husband undress and sleep beside her naked. That ignited her like fire, but she no longer dared to take the initiative.She woke up with a burning sensation in her eyes when she felt Pablo slip under the covers. She guessed he had only been
Early in the morning, Pablo combed his hair in the mirror. Although he was dressed casually, he looked effortlessly stylish and incredibly handsome, making Jimena stand there, mesmerized. She noticed how much his hair had grown, the tips were brushing against his neck; it seemed he had decided to let it grow long.Jimena couldn't help but admire him in silence, captivated by how striking and masculine he was."Are you leaving already?" she asked, shaking the bottle with one hand while holding the baby in the other arm.Pablo approached the boy and filled him with kisses, flooding Jimena's senses with his fresh perfume. She closed her eyes at the feel of his closeness, parting her lips in silent invitation. He, however, looked at her as if she were something strange and kissed her on the forehead, leaving her deeply disappointed."Right, you don't see me as a woman anymore," she said, her gaze filled with sadness. The weight of guilt hit him immediately as he remembered his careless wo
Everyone was chatting in groups, while Pablo decided to pull away. He sat at a reasonable distance from the others, his expression a mix of disdain and weariness."Everything okay?" Kevin asked as he sat beside him."Yeah." Pablo fixed his gaze on the ground. "Why do you ask?""Well, you're here alone and quiet. That’s not like you.""It’s just stress and exhaustion. By the way, how’s married life treating you?" He shifted the topic. Kevin smiled, a special sparkle in his eyes as he thought about his new reality."Though it’s obvious things are going well. Looks like Laura’s treating you wonderfully," Pablo teased."Being with her makes me feel whole. I love that girl in a way I never thought I could love anyone.""You’re a lucky guy," Pablo muttered, almost like a lament. Kevin gave him a curious look."So are you," he said, patting Pablo’s shoulder. "You’ve got a beautiful family.""Yeah..." Pablo replied, hesitating. "I have a beautiful son.""And a beautiful wife," Kevin finished
Pablo decided not to stay long at the meeting, so he said goodbye to everyone and went home."You’re here!" Jimena greeted him excitedly."Did you spend the whole day locked in the room?" he asked, looking at the bed where his wife lay."I don’t feel well," she excused herself, her eyes full of sadness."Depressed again?" He sat down beside her."I don’t know." Two tears rolled down her cheeks, but she wiped them away in a flash. "I’m fine, don’t worry." She faked a smile. He nodded uncertainly and headed to the bathroom.After a refreshing shower, Pablo fed the baby and put him to sleep. Then he carried him to his room and laid him down in his crib. He stayed for a while, gazing at him. A smile spread across his face as he gently caressed his son’s cheek, admiring him with pride."You weren’t planned, but you’re the most beautiful thing that’s ever happened to me. You’re the best version of me. Did you know you got your father’s good looks, Little piece of me? My mini-me! You’re luck
Jimena woke up bursting with energy, cheerful and renewed. A shiver ran through her every time she recalled that Saturday night. After so long without intimacy, she felt all her stress melt away. Of course, it wasn’t all happiness—she had to deal with Pablo’s nerves and reassure him that the morning-after pill would prevent a pregnancy. It wasn’t entirely foolproof, but surely, they couldn’t be that unlucky… could they?There was one thing that left her anxious: the matter of planning. Pablo hadn’t brought it up, and she was afraid to ask for some reason. She didn’t know if what had happened that night would become a regular part of their marriage—like it should—or if it was just a one-time release that wouldn’t happen again.Insecurity and sadness wrapped around her once more. Since when had she become a fearful, uncertain woman? How was it possible that she saw intimacy with her husband as something unattainable? Would it be a mistake to talk to him about it? Should she?These thoug