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My name is Rebeca, but everyone calls me Beck. At 26, I learned to be two people—two versions of myself that coexist in the same body: the dedicated doctor and the ruthless, cold woman who feels nothing. I came from a humble family. My father, Carlos, battled alcoholism and drugs—a fight my mother, Elisabeth, never gave up on. She was a woman of striking beauty and immense heart, admired by everyone. She did the impossible to keep our family together. But their fights were constant—a cycle of shouting and pain that I couldn’t stop watching, and that ended up affecting me deeply. I also had a brother whose greatest pleasure was always an easy life and having fun. He followed the same path as my father and, at 18, dove into the world of drugs. I watched my mother, consumed by the sadness of slowly losing the people she loved. Everything changed on a night I will never forget. I was in my room when I heard the front door being broken down. I ran into the hallway and heard screams. H

My name is Rebeca, but everyone calls me Beck. At 26, I learned to be two people—two versions of myself that coexist in the same body: the dedicated doctor and the ruthless, cold woman who feels nothing. I came from a humble family. My father, Carlos, battled alcoholism and drugs—a fight my mother, Elisabeth, never gave up on. She was a woman of striking beauty and immense heart, admired by everyone. She did the impossible to keep our family together. But their fights were constant—a cycle of shouting and pain that I couldn’t stop watching, and that ended up affecting me deeply. I also had a brother whose greatest pleasure was always an easy life and having fun. He followed the same path as my father and, at 18, dove into the world of drugs. I watched my mother, consumed by the sadness of slowly losing the people she loved. Everything changed on a night I will never forget. I was in my room when I heard the front door being broken down. I ran into the hallway and heard screams. H

—I’ll be honest with you, Igor. I’m with Bryan, and I don’t want to play with your feelings. I love you, but as a friend. Maybe one day we can go back to how we were before, but when you take me out of here—Beck pointed to his heart, her expression sincere.Igor looked at her, his eyes sad but accepting reality.—I really hope you find someone nice who values you. You deserve it.He took a deep breath and, with a bitter smile, said:—I know I’ve lost you, Beck. There’s no point in me insisting; I’ll only hurt myself more. But promise me one thing? That you won’t let him play with you.Beck chuckled softly, knowing exactly what Igor was trying to say.—Since when don’t you know me? When has any man ever played with me?He smiled and, before she could say anything else, he hugged her.—Friends again?—As always.They said goodbye with a handshake, and Beck left the hospital feeling lighter, relieved by the sincerity of the conversation. She knew life would go on, but now she felt ready

It had been a month since Bryan and I had been together, and each day things were getting more serious. I won’t lie, it hadn’t been easy. He has his own way of being, full of jokes that sometimes irritate me, but deep down, he’s someone I get along with well. He kept asking me to accept the invitation to have dinner at his house, and despite it not being my idea, I ended up giving in. I knew it would be a big step, and I had no more excuses to give. Today was my day off, and Bryan wanted to pick me up at home, but I thought it was better not to. I chose a fitted red dress, black high heels, and styled my hair in loose waves. When I put on my earrings, Dylan couldn’t stop staring at me. —Wow, where are you going looking so beautiful? —I’m going to dinner at Bryan’s house. —Are you crazy, Beck? Going to the Sanchez’s house? —How long was I going to make up excuses not to go to this dinner? He shook his head in disapproval. —I have to go. We’ll talk later. I left the house

After spending some incredible days at the country house with Bryan, I decided it was time to go back home. My parents were returning from their trip, and I wanted to be there to welcome them. When Bryan insisted on taking me all the way to my front door, I asked him to drop me off three blocks away. I still hadn’t told my father the truth about us, and I preferred to avoid any potential complications at that moment.When I entered the house, I organized everything to welcome my parents. The house was empty and silent, and without them around, the place seemed even lonelier. To pass the time and distract myself from the anxiety, I went to the office to catch up on some work matters.Suddenly, I heard the soft sound of the office door opening. I looked back and saw my mother entering with a warm smile on her face.—But I didn’t even hear you arrive!—I asked Diego to turn off the car before we came in. I wanted to surprise you. How I missed my beautiful girl!I went to her and hugged h