CHAPTER 228 — The Wedding in Spain

When Milagros closed the door behind her, the hotel hallway was wrapped in a strange stillness, as if the world had paused for one extra second just to give her time to breathe.

She walked slowly toward the elevator, thinking about the night before.

About that moment when everything had changed without grand gestures, without exaggerated promises, without any magical pact.

Just truth.

And that scared her a little.

Because maybe the magic had been exactly