"How old are they?" he whispered.
"Four."
He turned pale.
“They were born seven months after I left your house.”
Alejandro opened his mouth, but no words came out.
One of the children asked, "Mom, do we know him?"
Valeria stroked her hair.
“Not yet, my love.”
The word still fell upon them like a stone.
Alejandro approached.
“They are my children.”
Valeria's gaze hardened.
“They are children, Alejandro. They are not property you just recovered.”
Then he asked her the question that devastated her again.
“Was that doctor your father?”
Valeria stared at him.
“Dr. Emiliano Vargas was my specialist in high-risk pregnancies.”
Alejandro froze.
“I was pregnant with triplets,” she said. “I was scared. There were complications. He kept telling me not to wait any longer because I had a right to know.”
Her face changed.
“The messages you found weren’t from a lover. They were from a doctor begging me to tell my husband the truth.”
Before Alejandro could respond, a gray SUV pulled up nearby.
Doña Elena, her mother, left.
Valeria felt her blood run cold.
Elena looked at the children, then at Valeria.
“So it was true.”
Alejandro turned around abruptly.
“What did you say?”
His mother remained silent.
And in that silence, everything changed.
"Did you know?" asked Alejandro.
Elena looked away.
“I only did what was necessary to protect you.”
Alejandro's voice faded away.
“What did you do?”
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