We would use our newfound fortune to create a life where we were valued and respected, a life where love and kindness could flourish. As the sun began to set, casting a warm glow on the horizon, I felt a renewed sense of purpose. We had been abandoned, yes, but we were far from defeated.
Our journey was just beginning, and with Manuel by my side, I knew that we would find our way. Together, we would rise from the ashes of betrayal, stronger and more determined than ever. The envelope in Manuel’s pocket was more than a secret—it was a symbol of hope, a testament to the strength of the human spirit, and a reminder that even in our darkest moments, the light of new beginnings can always be found.
