They arrived at the hospital. Eva stepped out with Donald, her movements tentative and almost hesitant. Jairo stayed in the car, watching them go. She whispered something to Donald, tilting her head and asking a question so softly he had to lean close to hear. Donald bent down, answered, and for a brief moment, she glanced in the direction of the car before entering the hospital lobby. His eyes stayed with them even after the doors had closed. His lips quivering, making him drop his head onto the steering wheel. The tears came, unbidden, burning and relentless. He didn’t bother hiding them. He hated himself so much. How long had his father kept her locked away? How long had she lived in fear and horror while he held another woman in his arms, a woman who looked like her but wasn’t her? He had been blind. Weak. Selfish. And now, he couldn’t breathe for the weight of it. The car engine hummed faintly but he didn’t move. Eventually, he started it and drove. He didn’t know where he wa
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