17. Among Lawyers, You Shall Find Yourself, Part 2
Amelia
I hold in my hands the card of the lawyer recommended by Mrs. Dorantes. It's a very difficult step for me to take, but I can't avoid it forever. While I'm pondering whether I should let JuanLu take the first step, my son forwards me a message from his father. I open it, and it's the name of the attorney who will represent him in the divorce. If I said it doesn't hurt to think that he's eager to discard everything we built over twelve years, I'd be lying. It hurts too much. Twelve years. Twelve. Just those six letters contain so many shared things. Dreams, desires, laughter, tears, anger, reconciliations, children. The tears start flowing again. I feel as if a rock is pressing down on my chest. And here is where I wonder: doesn't h
