Three months after dad's death, I was already a shadow of myself. The only thing that kept me alive was the joy of becoming a mother soon. I barely go out. I don't dress up or do anything worthwhile, except to sleep, eat, and cry all-day

Lizzy came to sympathize with me but I didn't allow her in. I heard her telling aunt Susana that my attention was needed in the company. I watched Lizzy from downstairs and I realized she had a baby bump too. It was not as little as mine.

I couldn't believe my eyes and I thought about the possibility of dad having a child with...