Alejandro Castellanos stood right at the airport exit, dressed in an elegant black suit. His gaze remained cold and commanding, though he could no longer conceal the firmness within it.
It was still the same as before.
No… perhaps even more attractive, with slight lines next to his eyes as silent proof of the years gone by.
My heart began to beat violently, but I did my best to remain calm as I brought Mateo closer to me.
“You’ve run away enough, Valeria,” he said in a deep, authoritative voice…
Valeria felt her legs tremble.
For a moment, the noise of the airport disappeared. She no longer heard the suitcases being wheeled around or the voices of the passengers. She could only see those dark eyes fixed on her… the same eyes she had tried to forget for five years.
Mateo, oblivious to the tension, looked up at Alejandro with curiosity.
—Mommy… who is that man?
The question landed like a silent blow.
Alejandro slowly lowered his gaze to the child. And as soon as he saw his face, time seemed to stand still.
The same eyes.
The same way of smiling.
Even that little wrinkle on his forehead when he was nervous… was identical to hers.
Valeria felt like she couldn’t breathe.
For five years I had imagined this moment many times. I had thought that Alejandro would react with fury, with contempt… or worse still, with indifference.
But she never imagined seeing him like this.
