For three months, every night when I slept next to my husband, I smelled a strange, nauseating odor…-nghia

But it is also for both of our families.

I love you so much.

Miguel.”

I ended up reading that I didn’t realize I was crying.

I held the letter tightly.

I felt like a huge rock had fallen from my chest.

For three months…

I thought he was hiding something wrong.

I thought he had a different family.

I thought he was lying.

But the truth is…

He had a hidden dream.

I sat down on the floor and looked around the room.

Sa kama.

On the mattress that is now open.

With bundles of money and documents scattered on the floor.

I smiled even though I had tears in my eyes.

“You’re really crazy, Miguel,” I whispered.