Victor released an old photo album.
We spent the afternoon remembering some of the best moments of our life together.
In the end, he pointed to the bottle and said:
“Someday you’ll know why this little tradition has been so important to me.
“Why don’t you tell me now?”
Victor smiled.
“It’s not the time yet.
Months later, Victor was no longer home.
The house felt different and much quieter.
One night, exactly at nine, I prepared two glasses out of habit.
Then I stared at them for a few minutes.
The next morning I took the old bottle and finally decided to find out what was behind that tradition.
I took it to a laboratory to know exactly its composition.
A few days later I got a call.
“Mrs. Carter, we would like to personally explain the results to you.
Emily wine with me.
The specialist greeted us and placed several documents on the table.
Do you know when he is part of his routine?
“For about thirty-five years.
The specialist nodded.
“Then I think you’ll find it interesting to know your story.
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The results showed something completely different from what I had imagined.
That drink It was not just a traditional drink.
It was a special preparation that Victor had chosen with the help of a professional to be part of my daily routine.
The specialist also showed me some old documents.
My maiden name appeared in them.
