life together reverberated in every room of her apartment. There was a strange silence now where once there had been laughter, arguments, and whisper

s books scattered around, even the coffee mugs they had bought together-felt like foreign objects. Each one was a cruel remin

rt, but there had always been a part of her that believed they could fix things. That the love they shared could overcome any

e had known. And she wasn't sure if she even wanted to. She had been married to a man who had kept her in the dark, who

t like it was constantly breaking. But even the long hours didn't erase the truth. It didn't era

sk, her phone buzzed again. This

ear right now, but I need you to know that I'm here

. She had once been just a name-a distant person who had somehow become entangled in this web of l

truth. On the other, there was a part of her that couldn't forgive the way things had gone down. Amara ha

p breath, Ca

. I'm hurt. And I'm not sure how to move past any of th

ting send. It was a message that didn't offer closure

me, it was from a private number. Her heart skipped a beat, and she immediately thought

, it's

The child who had been kept hidden from her for so long. The very reason for everything that had fallen ap

o say, her voice colder than s

t now," Elias said, his voice soft but firm, "but I think we ne

ssibly be left for me to know, Elias? Your father h

the other end of the lin

ever told you, something that even I didn't know until recently. I'm not sure how much you know about my m

the fragments of the conversation. The truth see

a asked, her voice trembling

for years. There's more to the betrayal than just his affair with my mother. He's been involved i

mind raced, struggling to process what she was hearing. Rafaël's

hispered, feeling the weight of everything pressing down

ove forward, if you're going to heal, you need to hear everything. The good

supposed to do with this new information. She didn't know if she could handle it. But one thing was clear

ly, her voice barely above a wh