That day, Jimena had gone to visit Claudia and Cecilia. In the eldest sister’s room, the three of them talked deeply, their emotions raw and exposed.

“Jimena, how are things going with Bruno?” Claudia asked with a mischievous glint in her eye.

“Well, we’ve shared a kiss or two, but we haven’t talked about whatever it is we have,” she replied, sounding indifferent.

“Wow… you’re going to break the record for the most unnamed relationships,” Cecilia teased playfully.

“Yeah,” Jimena agreed with a bitter smile. She tried to appear unfazed, but a painful knot tightened in her chest at that confirmation. “The only serious relationship I ever had was my marriage to Pablo, but that was forced, so it doesn’t count. Besides, that one started without a name, too.” She smiled wistfully.

“The best thing you can do is stay away from that clown. It’s not that I dislike him—he’s been behaving quite well lately—but still, I’m afraid his idiocy might come back and make you suffer,” Claudia warned, her t