The first thing Inés heard when she woke up was an silence. The kind that feels wrong.She lay there for a moment, staring at the ceiling of the bedroom she shared with Carlos, watching the pale morning light stretch across the room. Carlos's side of the bed was already empty and cold, which wasn't unusual. He was always up before her, already showered and dressed.She reached for her phone out of habit. And that's when the silence ended.Notifications flooded in faster than she could process them — Instagram, Twitter, WhatsApp, email, missed calls — the numbers climbing so fast they blurred together.*247 missed calls.**1,842 unread messages.**Instagram: You have been mentioned in 3,291 posts.*Inés sat up slowly, her heart beginning to beat too fast, knocking against her ribs like it was trying to escape.She opened Instagram first because her brain chose the familiar over the unknown, and what she found made the air leave her lungs in one silent, devastating exhale.Photos. Her p
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