Morning That Began With Anger: A House Still Demanding, A Woman Already Exhausted
The wedding had barely ended when Mrs. Reyes collapsed into bed, too tired even to remove her apron. But sleep lasted only a few hours.
At 5 a.m., she was awake again.
The house was still dusty. The kitchen greasy. Guests had left crumbs, stains, and disorder.
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