He paused.
—And you protected them.
Matthew did not answer.
But her eyes… changed.(you can not rubb me)
A bit.
Very little.
But that’s enough.
Valeria took his hand.
—Bring them here.
Matthew blinked.
-That?
—All three of them.
Her voice did not tremble.
—This house is big enough.
He looked around.
—But it was empty.
He looked at him again.
—Now it doesn’t have to be.
Mateo felt something in his chest.
Something I didn’t know well.
It wasn’t fear.
It wasn’t complete relief.
It was… the possibility of something different.
—Are you sure?
Valeria squeezed his hand.
—I never regretted choosing you.
He paused.
—I’m not going to start now.
That night was not as I had imagined.
There was no rush.
There were no expectations.
Just two people…
sitting on the edge of a new life.
Without masks.
No secrets.
Days later, when the children arrived at the ranch…
They didn’t bring large suitcases.
They brought… what little they had.
And something more.
Distrust.
Silence.
Looks that didn’t linger on anyone for long.
But Valeria didn’t try to win them quickly.
He made no promises.
He didn’t fill the air with pretty words.
He was just… there.
Since Matthew had been with her.
Over time…
