I should have told him to leave.
But instead, I stepped aside.
My children were in the living room when he entered, their conversations fading into silence as they turned toward the man none of them had ever met.
There was no need for introductions.
Something about him, about the way he stood, the way he looked at them, made it clear who he was.
Samuel was the first to speak.
“So you decided to come back.”
Javier swallowed, his gaze moving from one face to another, as if trying to reconcile what he saw with what he had believed for so long.
“I came because I need to tell you the truth,” he said, his words careful, deliberate, as if he understood that one wrong sentence could end everything.
Daniel leaned forward slightly, his expression unreadable, but his attention sharp.
“What truth?”
