My mouth fell open at the sound of my father’s name. For a few seconds, my body refused to move, as if the world had frozen around me. When I finally managed to breathe again, I nearly floated out of my seat. The air felt too heavy, pressing down on me until Gabriela kicked my foot, snapping me back into my own skin.“He’s… my f-father, Sir,” I stammered, my voice breaking under the weight of disbelief. My throat felt tight, the words catching as though even they refused to leave my lips. Shock numbed me, yet every heartbeat hammered against my ribs. My father never had friends. No one ever visited our lonely village. He had only us, his family, and the soil beneath his calloused hands. How could someone here, in this prestigious university, possibly know him?Sir Alejo’s eyes widened at my confession, but he merely nodded, almost solemn. “So he built a family after all,” he murmured.I wanted to ask more, wanted to demand answers, but he turned away and continued the lecture, his voi
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