Night had already fallen when Celina glanced at the clock and realized it was past nine. She was still at Dona Maria’s apartment, giving Zoe every ounce of support she could. Zoe was emotionally shattered, and as the friend she was, Celina refused to leave her alone for even a minute.

The two sat on the living-room sofa, speaking in hushed tones, when Celina’s phone rang. It was Thor. He had spent the day supporting Arthur, stopping by the company, and was now on his way to pick up his wife. Ce