Guerra De Novias -

And Álvaro? Poor, oblivious Álvaro believed he was the luckiest man alive. He received velvet boxes from Carmen (sapphire earrings) and antique compasses from Sofía (engraved: “To find your way—to me” ). He found Carmen’s horse mysteriously painted with “S + A” one morning, and Sofía’s architectural blueprints replaced with satirical sketches of her as a weeping bride.

“Darling,” Carmen purred back, “I’ll wear carnations . The red of blood. Your blood, perhaps?” Guerra de Novias

Carmen stepped forward, fists clenched. “This isn’t over, arquitecta de mierda .” And Álvaro

Sofía arrived uninvited, dressed in midnight blue, carrying a rolled-up parchment. And Álvaro? Poor

Álvaro looked from one woman to the other, his handsome face slack with confusion. “So… neither of you has a sinkhole?”

The war escalated.