“I didn’t say that.”
– No tenías que hacerlo.
“Lo que sea que creas que Jack hizo, no hagas que Ethan pague por ello”.
My anger disappeared for half a second.
“I would never hurt a child.”
– Lo sé.
She paused.
“That’s why Jack trusted you.”
“Don’t tell me what my husband thought.”
“Then go. But go because you want the truth, not revenge.”
I drove there convinced I was about to meet living proof that Jack had betrayed me.
Instead, I found a foster home.
A woman opened the door.
“I’m Denise.”
“Claire.”
Her expression immediately changed.
“Jack’s wife.”
“You knew him?”
“He visited Ethan.”
Mis rodillas casi se rinden.
“Can I see him?”
Denise estudió mi rostro antes de hacerse a un lado.
Un niño pequeño se sentó en el suelo construyendo una vía de tren de madera.
He looked up.
