The building bore her name… and she feared the worst.

her heart.

That night, the young woman cried for hours with her face buried in Alicia’s shoulder.

“I don’t know what I did wrong,” she sobbed.

Alicia gently stroked her hair.

“Sometimes you don’t do anything wrong,” he murmured.

Sometimes your heart only gets broken in the wrong hands.

Lucía finished high school with honors

Alicia cried hidden among the crowd continue reading …