Elena didn't break down in the office.

Not in front of Diego.

Not in front of Isabella.

Not in front of anyone.

She waited.

As she always did.

She waited until she was alone.

The front door of her house closed behind her with a soft click.

But in her chest…

everything was noise.

Her thoughts were disorganized.

They weren't clear.

They were emotions.

Confusing.

Intense.

Impossible to ignore.

She carelessly placed her purse on the table.

She took off her shoes.

She walked a few