Then—
A tiny sound from inside the room.
The baby.
Adrián’s face shattered.
Lucía stepped aside.
Not because she forgave him.
But because her son deserved the chance to know his father.
Adrián walked in slowly.
Knelt beside the crib.
Reached out with trembling fingers.
The baby grabbed them instantly.
And held on.
Tight.
Adrián broke down in tears.
From that day on, nothing was easy.
There were arguments.
Doubts.
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