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With guilt gnawing at his chest, Daniel wandered erratically through the city streets, heading toward the bar he frequented in moments of despair.His mind was a whirlwind of reproaches he couldn’t silence.Natalia had confided her pain and confusion to him, and he, instead of supporting her, had decided to fuel Simon’s resentment toward her. All because of a video he could have shown and clarified long ago.He couldn’t blame anyone else. It was his decision. He had withheld that truth, clinging to the futile attempt to be something more to Natalia.But now, as he checked his phone and saw the missed calls and messages from her, filled with urgency and concern, he understood that he had crossed a line from which there was no turning back.He entered the bar, a dark place that smelled of wood and aged tobacco. The warm lights barely illuminated the tables, and the murmur of conversation was drowned out by soft music.Daniel walked up to the bar and took a seat. Across from him, a man w

Natalia let out a sigh and, running a hand through the back of her neck to ease the tension a little, saw her mother’s name on her cell phone screen.She answered quickly, a gentle smile forming on her lips.“Mom! Hi. How are you all?” Her tone grew warmer as she stepped back a little.On the other end of the line, her mother’s voice sounded cheerful. After the initial greetings, she suggested a family lunch at **Grill House Black**, her father Roberto’s favorite restaurant.The invitation was enough to light up Natalia’s face, and she accepted without hesitation.“Of course, Mom. See you there.” I can’t wait to see Nathan! —she added enthusiastically before hanging up.She ended the call and returned to the living room where Daniel was waiting for her, sitting on the couch with his arms crossed, in a somewhat tense posture.—That was my mom —Natalia announced with a slight smile—. They invited me to lunch at Grill House Black. Do you want to come with us?Daniel hesitated, lowering h

The tension in the restaurant was so thick you could cut it with a knife. The dim lights cast a glow over the empty tables, making the atmosphere seem even more somber.The diners’ murmurs died down instantly when Simon spoke, his face serious and determined, and Natalia watched him, completely astonished.She hadn’t expected him to arrive, but in that moment everything seemed like the perfect opportunity. She knew that Isabella’s mask would slip that night, and nothing would make her happier than to see it all fall apart before everyone’s eyes.Simon walked straight toward Isabella, his gaze fixed on her with an intensity that froze the air. Isabella now looked completely bewildered.Her face turned pale as she noticed her fiancé’s presence, and her mouth opened, but the words wouldn’t come out. It was as if the shock had left her speechless.“What… what does this mean, Isabella?” Simon demanded, his voice thick with pent-up fury. “How could you lie to all of us—and above all, to me?

Natalia walked out of the restaurant with a firm stride, holding Nathan’s small hand; he seemed a little bewildered by the recent commotion.The coolness of the outside air helped her calm down, but it didn’t erase the unpleasantness caused by her encounter with Simon. However, it wasn’t long before he caught up to her.“Natalia, please… we need to talk,” Simon pleaded in a choked voice, stopping in front of her.Natalia looked him up and down, her expression so icy it could have frozen time.“My son is hungry, Simon. I don’t have time for pointless chatter,” she replied with an exasperated sigh, gripping Nathan more tightly as if she feared he might absorb that tension.Simon swallowed hard, desperate not to let her go.“Just… give me a few minutes. Please,” he looked at her pleadingly. “I need to talk to you about… about what happened.”Natalia let out a weary sigh and crossed her arms.“What exactly do you want?” she asked, in a tone that suggested she was doing him a favor.Before

Simon’s apartment was shrouded in a deathly silence. Ever since he had discovered Isabella’s lies, guilt had followed him like a shadow.He got up from the sofa and paced back and forth, his mind tormented by memories and self-reproach. Every time he closed his eyes, Natalia’s voice echoed in his head.*“I’m only interested in knowing about the hotel video. The rest doesn’t interest me,”* she had told him with a coldness that made his blood run cold.“Can I really blame her?” he thought, leaning on the edge of the table.The echo of those words was like a blade that cut deeper with every passing moment. He had lost Natalia’s love and respect because of his blindness, because of his inability to trust her.All the affection and love Natalia had once felt for him had vanished, and that made the feeling even worse.Simon closed his eyes, recalling the darkest moments of his marriage. He had been cruel, allowing Isabella’s lies to sow doubt in his mind, shattering what little he had left