She lived alone in a small apartment near the city center. It was convenient for her because it was close to her work and the night school she attended. Even if it was delayed, she wanted to obtain her high school diploma.

At thirty-four years old, she had experienced situations that most women could not imagine, let alone endure. A pregnancy at sixteen, a marriage a few months later, a daughter she saw rarely, a man who managed in five years to elevate her to the highest peaks of the two most intense emotions. Love and hate.