One month later. It had been a month since the doctor said my heart had problems. I never thought I could get through all of this. Every morning Clara came, checking my blood pressure, making sure I took my medicine. Every day the nutritionist planned my meals, bland food without salt, without sugar, without fat. Every afternoon Gianna accompanied me on my walk, slowly in the back garden, not too fast, not too long. Every night Alexandro came home, sat beside me, ate dinner with me from the same menu as my food, without salt, without sugar, without fat. I told him he didn't need to be on a diet. He just shrugged and said, "I need to be healthy too." And today, the day I had been most looking forward to and most dreading at the same time. Weigh-in day. I stood on the scale in the bathroom, naked, without clothes, without hiding anything. Gianna stood outside the door, Clara beside her, waiting patiently. I looked at the number beneath my feet. 93 kg. I closed my eyes. Opened the
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