Alejandro had arrived, Diego noticed, as he nodded, making his way to his room. Alejandro paused for a moment, and then knocked.
"Come in," Diego said.
"What happened?"
"I told her about the baby."
"No slamming doors? No slapped face? It must be bad."
"She's stunned. I left her on the hill. Maybe I shouldn't have."
"She needs her space. She will need to grieve."
"She thought I had a mistress. This was much worse. A mistress is a reason to scream, hit, slam doors. There is an empty space that nothing can fill – the loss of that tiny child."