"You deserve more than that," he told her sadly. "Don't you want to be happy, too?"
Marisol winced. "I am happy," she said quietly. It was the truth, sort of. She had a loving husband, dear friends, and a daughter and son-in-law to be proud of. There was little more she could ask for, and if she told herself that enough times, perhaps someday she would come to believe it.