ESTEFANÍA
I arrived at the hospital running, ready to handle the emergency. This time, according to the report, it was a man who had crashed and rolled his car. Unfortunately, the prognosis wasn't good, but I would do everything possible to save him. I knew I would return home late that day, but I was at ease because at least my son would be with his father. After a complicated morning in surgery, I finally took a break to have a coffee before attending to the remaining patients for the day. I sat at one of the tables in the cafeteria to send Joshua a message that I would be a bit late getting home; I still had to keep the patient under observation. I got up from my seat, ready to leave. That day, I hadn't heard anything from Marcelino after our conversation. We hadn't spoken again, nor h
