Every night, when Ricardo fell into a deep sleep, I lay awake, staring at his back, my heart filled with sadness and extreme loneliness. I wondered, wasn’t I attractive enough? Was I not seductive enough? I looked in the mirror, saw a young and beautiful woman, but in my heart, I felt worthless. I began to doubt myself, my worth. I became insecure, I felt inferior, and gradually, I no longer dared to look him in the eyes.