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The heavy, broken sobbing of a four-year-old boy finally echoed into silence, replaced only by the rhythmic, shallow gasps of a child utterly exhausted by his own grief. Valeria remained kneeling on the cold marble floor for over twenty minutes, her knees aching, her bruised ribs throbbing beneath her oversized uniform, yet she refused to move an inch. She simply rested her chin against Mateo’s soft, unwashed black hair, her hand gently tracing circles along his small, tense spine. / Chapter 12 / 19

Chapter 13 - Whispers in the Library

Back at the mansion, the heavy silence of the night was broken only by the scratching of a pen against paper. In the sprawling home library, Valeria sat under the soft amber glow of a desk lamp, surrounded by anatomy textbooks and medical flashcards. Her exams were just three weeks away.

"You're burning yourself out," a deep, smooth voice murmured.

Valeria didn't jump. She felt the familiar warmth before Alejandro even stepped into the light. He placed a warm mug of chamomile tea beside her books, his fingers brushing softly against her hand before lingering for a second too long.

"I have to pass pharmacology, Alejandro," Valeria smiled, looking up into his storm-gray eyes. "I can't spend my entire life hiding behind high stone walls and bodyguards."

"You aren't hiding," Alejandro replied softly, pulling up a leather armchair to sit right beside her. "You're the only reason these walls actually feel like a home."

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