Carlota felt extremely emotional. She had to stifle her sobs to avoid waking Adam. She felt Antonella’s hands gently guide her away from the room.Antonella led her to a more private area and offered Carlota a glass of water. Her hands were trembling uncontrollably.There were many things about Antonella that Carlota hadn’t noticed before. She was young, with long, straight hair—fiery red. Her eyes were light, and despite looking a bit pale, she was beautiful. Antonella smiled at Carlota, but it wasn’t her beauty that caught Carlota’s attention; it was her kindness in comforting her during such a hard moment.“How long has he been sick?” Carlota’s temples were damp, and her body shook more than ever.Antonella hoped Carlota wouldn’t cause trouble like Benjamim had. She looked at Carlota, hesitating to speak, but eventually responded.“About a month, maybe a little less,” she said, averting her eyes.Thereafter, she couldn’t say anything more. Antonella didn’t want to justify herself t
Carlota looked away, getting lost in her thoughts for long periods of time.She had dreamed for a long time about having that grandchild, but she never imagined he would come into her life so suddenly. She looked back at Benjamim’s face. There was no happiness there. Her son hadn’t even slept properly. A worry clouded his expression. Carlota could sense that there was a problem amidst all of this.“Are you sure this boy is your son?” The question made Benjamim clench his jaw, his worry deepening.Carlota felt Benjamim was distant from her. She knew she would need time to regain her son’s trust after everything that had happened. For that to happen, she wouldn’t judge him, nor would she throw her frustrations about this situation on him.“I don’t know,” he finally replied, feeling a lump form in his throat. “I requested a paternity test.”His words came out dry, not because the subject wasn’t relevant, but because he would rather not speak with his mother. At least, that was the impres
Antonella felt drained, as if Benjamim’s attitude had stolen the last bit of energy she had left. Even though she had a million things to say to him, she couldn’t. She turned her back and went back into Adam’s room.Benjamim stared at the door as it slowly closed, unable to believe what had just happened. He thought Antonella would try to convince him not to do the paternity test, but the way she had accepted the decision left him confused and irritated.He needed some time alone to think about his decision. Not only that, but he questioned himself, wondering if he was really doing the right thing, but concluded that it was too late to turn back now. Not only that, but he wasn’t the type to go back on his decisions, and he wasn’t going to start now.After a few minutes, he saw Adam’s doctor come out of the room and tell him that the boy’s condition remained the same. Adam wasn’t responding to any treatment, and the only hope left was Benjamim’s compatibility.If Adam wasn’t his son, B
Although she knew she needed to rest a little more, Antonella got up before the sun rose or the rooster crowed, as it did every morning. She looked at the clock; it was about to be four that morning. She felt her bladder full and left the room toward the bathroom.Before that, she glanced to the side, at the empty spot where Adam used to sleep, and her chest filled with fear and anxiety again. She just wished that the nightmare would end and Adam would return to her side as soon as possible.She thought about how guilty she felt about leaving Adam alone with a stranger. After a few minutes of sitting in the restroom, feeding her mind with dark thoughts, she got up, dressed, and left.This time, she walked through the dark hallway, which gradually lit up as she approached the kitchen. She found Carmella sitting behind the counter with a large cup in her hands.Her eyes widened when she saw Antonella, but then she looked away when she realized she was appro
Benjamim spent a long time just looking at Alessia, whose eyes were deep and red. In fact, her entire face was red, showing she had cried a lot. He didn’t take his eyes off hers for even a second, patiently waiting for her to say anything, hoping that her words wouldn’t be enough to start a fight between them.She shrank, crossing her arms over her body and lowering her head when she saw him approach. It was strange for her to feel uncomfortable in his presence, especially in that situation.She wanted to run into his arms and find some comfort, but Alessia knew how hurt Benjamim was by her and how much he would reject her if she did that.“Antonella got what she always wanted.” Her voice came out hoarse, but Benjamim didn’t like what he heard. “She convinced you that this bastard is your son.”Benjamim’s face contorted. He clenched his fists and shot Alessia a threatening look. It was a pity she wasn’
Antonella felt that she couldn’t bear to stay another minute near Enrico, especially knowing that he was about to tell Alessia the truth. She sat on a bench in a spot where she couldn’t see or hear the two talking, and immediately, her childhood memories resurfaced.When they were children, she and Alessia played together. They were friends and had fun for many years. There came a time when Antonella began to notice Enrico’s preference for his younger daughter. She always saw Alessia receiving more gifts and more affection while she was scolded and kicked.Francesca had always tried to soften Enrico’s unjust treatment of his two daughters, but even that couldn’t erase Antonella’s feeling of being rejected by her father.As Alessia grew up and realized that Enrico would always be by her side, she let go of the affection she had for her sister and began rejecting her as well. Remembering this, Antonella exhaled sharply, closing