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CHAPTER 58

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Silence.

"What do you mean Carlos isn’t your father? What are you telling me?"

"Carlos isn’t my biological dad," he huffed before continuing. "Here’s the story: My mother cheated on him, okay? That’s it."

"What do you…? That’s it?"

The same gesture as before—his tongue prodding at his molars.

"Mom cheats, gets pregnant by someone else, and he forgives her. That’s why I still carry Carlos’ last name, but obviously, because he’s a Saravia, and because of our laws and customs…"

My mouth hung open.

"And your family knows about this? I mean…"

"Yeah, it’s no secret to anyone. They never hid the fact that I wasn’t Carlos’ son." He paused briefly, clenching his jaw slightly. "At least they were honest, right?"

I was literally speechless. And my brain felt a little deflated.

"I’ve had a thousand clashes with him, Delu, thousands. We don’t get along, even though there was a time when he showed me affection. But I always felt his regret—regret for accepting me as his son, you u
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