THE PENTHOUSE

“I was desperate. I didn’t know how to tell you the truth. I was afraid you would run away if you knew who I was. I thought if I helped you first, maybe you would listen to me later.”

He fell to his knees in front of me.

“I’m sorry, Isabella. I’m so sorry for what I did. But I swear on my life — I never meant to hurt you. I just wanted to save our daughter… and find my way back to both of you.”

PART 3 — THE CHOICE

I didn’t speak for almost ten minutes.

I just cried.

For the girl who had to sell her body to save her child.

For the man who had been searching for us for years.

For the cruel, twisted way fate had brought us back together.

Alejandro stayed on his knees, head bowed.