Todos los capítulos de My Ex chose My Twin, I Married His Billionaire Stepuncle : Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

Valentina’s POVI knew the woman standing on the hill before I could see her face clearly.Helena.Even from this distance, there was something unmistakable about the way she stood. Straight-backed. Still. Completely unafraid.As though she had been waiting for us.Dante slowed the SUV.Nobody spoke.The headlights swept across the stone wall surrounding Saint Aurelia, revealing rows of iron fencing and security cameras mounted between the pillars.It wasn’t a hospital.It wasn’t an ordinary private facility either.It looked like a fortress.And Helena was standing outside it like a queen waiting for her guests.“She wants us to see her,” Sofia said from the back seat.Dante’s jaw tightened.“She wants us to know she isn’t afraid.”Adrian stared through the windshield.“You shouldn’t go in.”Dante glanced at him.“You’ve said that three times.”“And I’ll say it a fourth.”“Why?”Adrian looked at me.“Because once those gates close behind you, Saint Aurelia doesn’t let people leave un

CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWOValentina’s POVFor a few seconds, I forgot how to breathe.My father stood less than twenty feet away from me.Alive.Not a photograph.Not a memory.Not a face from an old family portrait that I had stared at so many times that I could still remember every line around his eyes.He was standing right there.Older than I remembered.His hair was almost completely gray now, and there were deeper lines around his mouth, but there was no mistaking him.It was him.My father.The man I had buried four years ago.The man whose death had been one of the many things that had broken our family apart.He looked at me as if the last four years had been nothing.As if he hadn’t left me to mourn him.As if he hadn’t watched from the shadows while I believed I had lost everything.His mouth curved into a small smile.“Hello, Valentina.”Something inside me snapped.“You.”The word barely came out.Dante moved in front of me immediately, his weapon raised.My father didn’t even

Valentina’s POVI couldn’t move.There were two babies.Two.For a moment, my mind simply refused to understand what my eyes were seeing.One was in Carlo’s arms.The other was in the arms of the woman standing beside him.Both were wrapped in white blankets.Both had dark hair.Both were so small that their faces were partly hidden.But there was something else.They were wearing identical silver bracelets.My hands went cold.“Which one is mine?”Nobody answered.I looked at Carlo.“Put her down.”His expression remained calm.“Which one?”My heart cracked.“Don’t do this.”He glanced at the woman beside him.She stepped forward.The baby in her arms began to fuss.A tiny sound.A whimper.I felt something inside me pull toward her.Not because I could see her face.Because I knew that sound.I’d heard it before.In the hospital.In my dreams.For four years.I stepped forward.“That one.”Carlo’s smile disappeared.“You think you know?”“I know.”“You don’t.”I looked at him.“Then

Dante’s POV“Daddy?”The word stopped me.Not because I hadn’t heard it.Because I had.Too many times.In dreams I couldn’t remember when I woke up. In the pieces of memory that came to me at the worst possible moments. A child’s laugh. Small fingers wrapped around mine. A woman’s voice telling me to stay.And now that little girl was standing at the top of the stairs, looking straight at me.She couldn’t have been more than six.Her dark hair fell around her shoulders in loose curls. She was barefoot, wearing a pale yellow dress that looked too big for her. One hand held the wooden railing.The other was wrapped around a small stuffed rabbit.She stared at me for several seconds.Then she smiled.“You came back.”Nobody moved.I looked at Valentina.She was beside me, frozen.“What did she just call you?” she whispered.I couldn’t answer.The little girl came down one step.“Daddy?”This time, there was no doubt.My chest tightened.I took one step toward her.The woman standing nea

Dante’s POVOne hour.That was all they gave me.I stared at the message on my phone until the words blurred.YOU HAVE ONE HOUR.Then the second line.OR YOUR FIRSTBORN DIES.My firstborn.I didn’t even know who she was.Not really.I knew there had been a baby.I knew there had been a night in a hospital I couldn’t fully remember.And now someone was telling me that child was alive.My daughter.Valentina touched my arm.“Dante.”I looked at her.Her face was pale, but she wasn’t crying.Not yet.“She’s alive.”I nodded.“For now.”Carlo came closer.“Show me.”I handed him the phone.His expression hardened when he saw the photograph.“This was taken recently.”“How do you know?”“The camera.”He zoomed in.“The image is from a digital security system. Whoever took it wanted us to know they could watch her.”Valentina looked over his shoulder.“Can you find where?”“Not from this.”“Then what good is it?”Carlo didn’t answer.I took the phone back.“Saint Aurelia.”Valentina looked