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She had probably paid with my son’s money.
Her heels clicked against my tile floor like hammer blows against my patience. “Susana,” she said to me in that condescending tone she always used with me. “I have wonderful news. My whole family is going to spend Christmas here. There are only 25 of them.” Only 25 people. As if that weren’t enough, as if I

I wanted her to be a cooking and cleaning machine. I saw her eyes gleam with malice as she continued with her master plan.
She settled into my kitchen chair, crossed her legs, and began listing things as if she were reading a shopping list. “I’ve already spoken with my sister Griselda, my cousin Evely, my brother-in-law Enrique, my uncle Elías—they’re all coming. My nephews and nieces, my second cousins, Griselda’s children will also be here.”

It will be a perfect Christmas.
She paused dramatically, waiting for my usual panicked reaction. Of course, you’ll take care of everything. The cooking, the cleaning, setting the tables. Her words hit me like a slap in the face. I remembered all the times I’d cooked dinners for her friends while she took all the credit. Every single one.

The times I’d cleaned up after her parties while she slept until noon.
All the times I’d been invisible in my own house. We’ll need three turkeys, at least. I continue to ignore my silence. And that chocolate dessert you make, too. Oh, and you’ll have to decorate the whole house. I want it to look perfect for Instagram photos. She waited for my typical. Yes,

Marleno, but this time it was different.
This time something inside me had broken forever. I looked her straight in the eyes with a calmness that even surprised me. “Perfect,” I repeated, watching her smile begin to fade. “It will be a perfect Christmas for you, because I won’t be here.” The silence that followed was

Deafening.
Marl blinked several times, as if she hadn’t heard correctly. Her mouth opened slightly, but no words came out. The click of her heels stopped abruptly. “What do you mean you won’t be here?” she finally managed to articulate, her voice trembling slightly. She sat up straight in her chair, her posture

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