A weak cry.

I ran to the bedroom.

Valeria lay unconscious. Santiago was beside her, feverish, exhausted, barely crying anymore.

Panic hi:t me instantly.

I rushed them both to the hospital.

There, everything became clear.

The doctor told me my wife was severely dehydrated, with infection and signs of mistreatment. My son was also in serious condition.

“This didn’t happen on its own,” she said. “Call the police.”

At the hospital, my mother tried to act like a victim, pretending she had been caring for them. But the truth slowly surfaced.

«« Previous Next »»