The piercing silence of the morning was the first blow that struck Celina when she woke up. It wasn't just the absence De of sound—it was his absence. Again. The satin sheet, cold and untouched beside her, screamed a truth she could no longer ignore: César hadn't come home. And this had been going on for months.With her eyes still sticky from a sleepless night, she remained motionless, staring at the white ceiling of the gigantic room that looked more like an abandoned stage. The mansion, imposing on the outside, was now a gilded prison on the inside. The luxury of the furniture, the works of art on the walls, the flower arrangements perfectly changed by the hands of the staff... everything was superfluous in the face of the emptiness that consumed her chest.She sat up slowly, a lump in her throat. Her bare feet touched the cold floor. The echo of her own footsteps as she walked to the closet seemed to mock the loneliness that surrounded her. She stopped in front of the huge mirror

Celina parked the car in the mansion's garage and stayed there for a few moments, breathing deeply. Her hands were still shaking on the steering wheel, and her mind was spinning. The previous night seemed like a blur, a dream—or perhaps a nightmare.She got out of the car with uncertain steps and entered the house silently. The mansion was plunged into darkness, with only a few night lights discreetly illuminating the way to her bedroom.She climbed the stairs slowly, her heart racing. Her head was pounding, a reflection of the drinking and the intense night she had had. When she pushed open the bedroom door and entered, she found everything dark.She sighed with relief, thinking she could lie down and try to forget everything.But then, a soft click echoed through the room.The lamp next to the armchair was lit, and Celina stifled a scream when she saw César's silhouette sitting there, waiting for her.His eyes were dark, his face rigid, an expression of pure hatred."Where did you s

Celina turned around and saw a beautiful woman walk in without hesitation. She felt her stomach drop."I missed you, my love!"Celina was paralyzed.Her eyes instinctively went down to their hands.There were the gold wedding rings.Thor rose from his chair with a stern expression, passed Celina without saying a word, and followed Isabela into the hallway. Celina remained seated, her heart racing and a lump forming in her throat.Outside, Thor's harsh voice echoed, even though he tried to contain his irritation: "Isabela, I already told you I don't want any interruptions at work. This is unacceptable.""You're taking this too seriously, honey," she replied, sulkily. "I just wanted to see you.”"This isn't the time. Go home. We'll talk later."Isabela rolled her eyes."Stop being so annoying, love."Thor cleared his throat and, visibly irritated, said:"Damn it, Isabela, I already told you and I'm not going to repeat myself. Go home now." Isabela snorted, crossing her arms, but faced

Celina left the doctor's office with trembling legs, feeling her heart pound against her chest. Every word the gynecologist had said echoed in her mind like a hammer on fragile glass:"One month and three days.""We need to schedule your prenatal care."She got into the car almost automatically and slammed the door shut. Her hands were shaking so much that she had to hold the steering wheel for a moment before starting the car. But instead of starting the engine, she lowered her head and rested her forehead on the cold leather of the steering wheel."No... this can't be happening..." she whispered, her voice broken by shock.She closed her eyes, trying to find a flaw, a possibility of error. But the calculations were clear. The father of her child could only be one person.Thor Miller.Her boss.The man she hated with every fiber of her being.The arrogant, overbearing, cold, and insensitive man. The man who treated her as if she were disposable, as if her existence boiled down to the

Upon hearing the entire conversation, Celina covered her mouth to suppress the sob that threatened to escape.She felt her soul shatter.Dizziness overwhelmed her, and she had to hold onto the wall.If Thor found out about the baby...He would force her to have an abortion too.Celina felt panic take over her body.She couldn't tell him.She couldn't let him know.Her eyes burned, and the tears began to fall again.She turned and ran down the hallway, feeling her heart shatter inside her chest.Her son could never know who his father was.And so, the decision was made.She would protect her baby.Even if it meant carrying this secret for the rest of her life.As she hurried into her office, she closed the door behind her, leaning against it as if she needed support to keep from collapsing.Her body was shaking.Her chest rose and fell unevenly.Then, as if a dam had burst, the tears came.She slid to the floor, covering her face with her hands, sobbing, unable to contain the overwhelm