Dona Isabela held her daughter’s face in her hands.
“Don’t say that ever again.” You are not to blame for anything. You were also stolen from me. We both lost twenty-two years because of a decision that was not yours.
Camila broke down in tears again.
That afternoon, for the first time, he called her:
“Mom…
Dona Isabela closed her eyes when she heard that word.
He smiled crying.
And he replied:
“My daughter.
The news of the reconciliation did not end up in the newspapers because Isabela prevented any leak.
He said that, after a lifetime exposed to the eyes of the world, that miracle belonged only to them.
And, in fact, the following months were theirs.
Isabela took Livia to see the old chapel where she had been baptized.
He showed childhood photos, stored toys, drawings faded by time, the room he never had the courage to dismantle.
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