He could say the sound came from the street, apologize, promise to keep quiet, and protect their apartment.
Or he could open the door and let the consequences enter with Don Ernesto’s shoes.
Lupita did not tell him what to do.
That silence hurt more than anger.
Miguel opened the door only halfway.
Don Ernesto stood there in his undershirt, one hand gripping his keys, his eyes already looking past Miguel’s shoulder.
“I knew it,” he said. “You brought a dog in here.”
“It’s temporary,” Miguel said. “She was on the highway. Her puppies are sick.”
“My building is not a shelter.”
“I know.”
“You know everything, Miguel, but you still do whatever brings trouble to my door.”
Behind him, Canela gave another low growl, and Don Ernesto’s expression hardened with immediate disgust.
“Out,” he said. “Tonight.”
Lupita stood up slowly, still holding the pale puppy against her chest.
“Don Ernesto, please,” she said. “Give us until morning. They won’t survive outside.”
“That is not my problem.”
The sentence landed flatly, without cruelty in the voice, which somehow made it worse.
Miguel felt Lupita’s eyes on him, but he kept looking at the landlord’s keys.
There were three choices in front of him, and none of them felt clean.
If he argued, they could lose the apartment completely.
If he obeyed, Canela and the puppies might d!e before sunrise.
If he called someone official, the bracelet might become something bigger than all of them.
“Give me two hours,” Miguel said.
Don Ernesto laughed once, without humor.
“For what? To make another excuse?”
“To find somewhere safe,” Miguel said. “For the dog. For all of them.”
Don Ernesto looked at Lupita, at the puppy hidden in her sweater, and something tired crossed his face.
“Two hours,” he said. “Then I don’t hear barking, crying, or one more scratch on my floor.”
When the door closed, Miguel leaned his forehead against the wood and breathed like he had been running.
Lupita did not comfort him.
She went back to the bracelet.
“We have to call the hospital,” she said.
Miguel turned.
“And say what? That a dog dragged their bracelet down the highway with six puppies?”
“Yes.”
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