don't let me go

Episode 1 Mia Conde received the pregnancy results with immense joy that flooded every fiber of her being. Her hands trembled as she held the paper confirming the most anticipated news of her life, while tears of happiness rolled down her rosy cheeks. She left the hospital radiant with happiness because after two long and agonizing years of trying, of undergoing various treatments and medical procedures, she had finally conceived the child that Ariel Rodriguez so longed for and dreamed of. She could vividly imagine the immense happiness that Ariel would feel when she confessed that he was going to be a father. Her mind was already projecting a thousand different scenarios of how to break the news to him, imagining his face, lighting up with surprise and joy, his eyes shining with tears of emotion. Ariel was an extraordinarily wonderful man, he loved and protected her with a devotion that manifested itself in every small daily gesture, every whispered word, in every knowing glance.He reaiy loved her with an intensity that surpassed any romantic expectation she had ever had. Mia could barely contain her anxiety while waiting for the time to arrive and tell Ariel about her condition, she fervently wanted him to be the first to know, before any family member or friend. Her heart beat faster just thinking about the moment of revealing the news that would change their lives forever. Thrilled to the core, with trembling hands she took out her latest model cell phone and called him repeatedly, feeling each waiting tone like an eternity. The call was not answered, but seconds later, which seemed endless, a message illuminated the screen of her device. "I'm at a very important private banquet, I'Il be home soon' said the message that appeared on her phone screen, with that formal and professional tone so characteristic of Ariel. Mia did not question the brevity or the tone of the message, she simply smiled radiantly with happiness because she was going to have a child with the man she loved and would make him the happiest father in the world. Her mind was already wandering between baby names and colors for the little one's room. She arrived at her luxurious house in the exclusive neighborhood, and waited anxiously in the elegant living room decorated with exquisite taste. She didn't bother to prepare any special dinner or elaborate arrangements, because she didn't want him to suspect that she was going to give him such wonderful news that would change their lives forever. Ariel arrived wearing his impeccable designer suit, and Mia, considerate as always, hurried to help him remove his expensive branded jacket and carefully hang it on the fine wood rack that adorned the hall. "How was the business banquet?" Mia questioned with genuine interest, while closely observing her husband's face looking for signs of his day. Ariel stared at her intently with a disturbing intensity in his eyes, unable to answer more than a monosyllable that fell like a stone in the previously warm atmosphere of the home. "Fine," the way he answered, with an unusual coldness that he had never shown, made Mia frown worriedly. However, she convinced herself that this smalI detail, possibly a product of fatigue or work stress, would not end the immense happiness that bubbled inside her. "Ari." she pronounced the diminutive sweetly while he looked at her with an indecipherable expression, waiting in a tense silence for her to say what she was going to say, "l want to tellI you something very important." "l also have something to tel you, he said in a deep, controlled voice, inviting her with a ceremonious gesture to sit on the luxurious Italian leather armchair that decorated their living room. Mia didn't know what her husband was going to tell her, but in her heart overflowing with joy she was convinced that whatever he was about to reveal to her would not be more exciting than the sess of her long-awaited pregnancy. S), S), with a generosity born of her happiness, she gave him the opportunity to speak first. "You say it first," she said smiling radiantly, a smile that made Ariel hesitate momentarily, whose face darkened for an instant. However, he seemed to regain an inner strength that she did not understand and pronounced the word that would destroy her world. "Let's get divorced," the word fell like a lightning bolt in the middle of the elegantly decorated room, shattering the bubble of happiness that enveloped her. That request froze Mia's heart instantly, leaving her completely in a trance, as if time had store:! at that precise moment. She remained motionless, with her eyes wide open, while the echo of that word resonated in her mind like a terrible hammer. Had she heard correctly? Ariel Rodriguez, the man who swore to love her every morning, was asking her for a divorce at this moment that should be the happiest of their lives? The questions swirled in her mind like a devastating whirlwind. Bitter tears began to accumulate in her honey-colored eyes, which she tried to contain by blinking rapidly before they spilled, not wanting to show her vulnerability in the face of this unexpected cruelty. "It's a bad joke, right?" her voice came out trembling, almost pleading, desperately seeking an explanation that would make this reality unfolding before her less painful. Ariel looked at her intently with a determination she had never seen in his brown eyes and shook his head slowly, each movement seemed calculated and definitive. "It's true, I want us to get divorced. There is no turning back on this decision,"' he pronounced each ward with a devastating clarity that reverberated on the walls of the elegant room. Mia began to tremble uncontrollably, her hands clinging to the expensive dress she was wearing, because she expected anything on this special day, except that Ariel would request a divorce with such coldness. Her whole world was crumbling as the news of her pregnancy became an unbearable weight in her throat. He loved her, or didn't he? He showed her every day without fail, in every shared moment. He brought her flowers on Fridays, woke her up with kisses every morning, they planned vacations together, they dreamed of starting a family. It all seemed like a cruel lie now. Just this morning he had behaved like a loving husband, preparing her favorite breakfast, kissing her before leaving for work, promising to arrive early. Nothing foreshadowed this devastating turn in their lives. Why was he asking her for a divorce now? The question hammered in her mind as she recalled every happy moment, looking for signs she had missed, warnings she had ignored in her appiness. "I will compensate you generously with 40 rnill'or and several properties, you can evei keep this house and the service staff"' he spoke as if he were closing one of his many businesses, with that calculating coldness that she had only seen him use in his business meetings.