“This was in the jacket pocket,” she explained.
“My son found it in the trash.”
Daniel looked at her, guilt and surprise mingling in his expression.
“It wasn’t trash,” she clarified. “I acted on impulse after an argument with my business partner. I had intended to invest the money, but in anger, I threw it away.”
Anna nodded, unsure what to say. Daniel’s gaze softened.
“I can’t believe it’s you. I thought you’d disappeared.”
More than a decade earlier, Anna and Daniel had been deeply in love, separated by misunderstandings and family pressure. Anna had soon discovered she was pregnant, unable to find him.
Looking at Marcos, Daniel asked hesitantly, “Is he…?”
Anna nodded. “Yes. Your son.”
The room fell silent. Daniel knelt before Marcos, voice trembling.
“I didn’t even know you existed.”