There was no reconciliation or romantic forgiveness. Just a necessary closure. My mother and Ana gradually drifted out of my life. Not out of resentment, but for their own well-being. Lucas grew up surrounded by love, stability, and a father who chose to stay from day one.
Today, when I look back, I don’t feel hatred. I feel clarity. Sometimes family isn’t the one who gives you life, but the one who teaches you not to give up. And sometimes, losing everything is the first step to truly finding yourself. Family Games