— I don’t know if you will ever forgive me — I said — but I will spend the rest of my life trying to become a better person.
Lucía didn’t answer immediately.
She just watched our son walking ahead of us, jumping along the sidewalk.
Then she said quietly:
— Time will tell.
I didn’t recover the money.
I didn’t recover the comfortable life I had before.
But that day I understood something far more important:
Money can disappear.
Pride can destroy families.
But if love still exists… there is always a chance to start again.
