My mother took a breath.
—The time has come to tell you the whole truth…
A truth we had been trying to protect for twenty years.
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My mother’s words hung in the air for several seconds.
—The time has come to tell you the whole truth.
I felt a chill run through my body.
I had waited twenty years to hear an explanation, but I never imagined it would come in that way.
My father slowly sat down across from me. He seemed much more tired than I remembered. For the first time in my life, I saw him as a vulnerable man, not as the strong figure I had always known.
Sofia remained silent, not fully understanding why that conversation was so important.
My mother took a deep breath.
—Laura… there is something we never knew how to tell you.
I stared at her.
—What’s happening?
She looked down at her hands.
—The day Valentina was born… she wasn’t born alone.
I felt my heart stop beating for a moment.
Those words stirred a distant memory.
For years I had thought that the birth had been confusing because I was exhausted and very scared.
I remembered voices.
Doctors coming and going.
Nurses running.
And he also remembered hearing a cry before losing consciousness.
My mother continued speaking with tears in her eyes.
—The doctors called us that same night.
I frowned.
—How could they call you if you weren’t there?
My father answered for the first time.
—Rosa warned us.
I opened my eyes in surprise.
-Pink?
—She never stopped worrying about you. Although she respected your decision to leave, she called us when the labor started because she thought we should know.
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing.
I always thought Rosa had kept the secret.
My mother continued talking.
—When we arrived at the hospital you had already given birth.
I felt a lump in my throat.
—So you were there?
He nodded slowly.
-Yeah.
—And why did I never see them?
