gMateo told his side first, sitting across from Luc…

revenge.”

Mateo looked at her. “She stole our daughter from me.”

“No,” Lucía said, her voice suddenly firm. “She did not steal Alma from you. Life did. Poverty did. Fear did. Lies helped. But don’t make my daughter only a weapon in your anger.”

That stopped him.

He looked at her, humbled.

“Our daughter,” he said quietly.

Lucía closed her eyes.

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