There was a time when Antonio loved me more than anyone else in the world.
All through our four years of college, she was the person who believed in me, encouraged me, and stood by me through exams, stress, and late-night ramen dinners. She was sweet, endlessly patient, and her love for me never wavered.
But the world beyond campus is not as forgiving as a college romance. And when we graduated, life began to pull us in opposite directions.
I was offered a lucrative position at a multinational corporation in Mexico City almost immediately after tossing my graduation cap in the air. Antonio, on the other hand, struggled. She spent months sending out résumés before finally landing a modest job as a receptionist at a small community clinic.
At the time, I didn’t just see the difference — I fixated on it.
