I never thought I’d be single in my 40s, let alone after 18 years of marriage. But when James left—no affair, no drama, just indifference—I found myself alone in a quiet apartment and a life I barely recognized.
One lonely evening, I gave in and joined a dating site. That’s how I met Juan—charming, poetic, and living in a small Mexican town. His messages made me feel seen again. We talked for hours. When he invited me to visit, I hesitated. But after a bleak holiday alone, I booked a flight—secretly planning to surprise him. Getting to his rural town was difficult.
