Antonio and I were in love all four years of college. She was sweet, kind, always patient—and she loved me unconditionally. But after we graduated, life changed.
I quickly landed a well-paying job at a multinational company in Mexico City, while Antonio spent months searching until she finally found a job as a receptionist at a small local clinic.
At the time, I told myself I deserved better.
I left her for the CEO’s daughter—someone who could accelerate my career advancement. Antonio cried herself silly the day I mercilessly broke up with her. But I didn’t care. I believed he wasn’t up to my standards.
Five years later, I was already an assistant sales manager at the company.
But my marriage was very different from what I had dreamed of.