Cry, please I beg you

m about, even the older ones yearn to feel it

thi

understand that he is not expressive, but he always gives us the best, he makes us fe

r body, believing that there is nothing more than

ence, he gives us all the love that h

moment I thought he had smiled at me, though

He tried so hard to make me believe, of being a man with great pride, haughty, and sure of himse

ul moments in silence, I tr

was his ev

h ha

! Let's not make t

dark stairs in the middle of the night, while a blac

a Ramírez. That m

the most in my life and for whom I

Well,

ds, money... dignity...

ing for my li

nything or anyone for a long time. He ma

a s

w? Why wan

not even al

ffered locked up in a room only rec

he was taking me at the time,

ul, and when I slowly lost my mind believ

ief, however, I woke up four da

t my tongue by biting it: I returned to

n: My parents w

isobedient daughter married a terrible man w

she even threatened with her own

youngest in the family, they accept

tely sought a way to get her away from him, every

ept her... O

e would be able to make him

d the murder of his th

ttention? A family? That man

d and indifferen

stubbornly turned a deaf ear to it and tried to be the perfect wife, ca

ted. Just one

we come