Elena stayed by the table.
You don’t have to make any decisions about me.
Alexander shakes his head.
It’s not about us now.
He’s looking at the door.
It’s about Max.
For the first time, Elena’s expression softens.
“You can’t just go into his life and act like the last five years haven’t existed.
– I know.
I will not allow anyone to hurt him.
– Neither do I.
I’m not interested in your money.
– I know.
And I don’t promise you and I…
– Elena.
Alexander stops it.
I’m not asking you for anything.
His voice was broken for the first time.
Just let me know my son.
That night, Elena gives her ten minutes.
Max was sitting on the couch with the toy plane in his hand.
Alexander sat at a distance.
“My mother says you are my father.
– Yes.
– Where have you been?
The child’s question hits him harder than anything his mother said.
Alexander swallows it hard.
I didn’t know where to look for you.
Max was thinking.
– Now you know?
Alexander smiled through tears.
– Now I know.
The boy approached and he put out the plane.
“Then you can play with me.
That’s how they started.
Not with the lawsuits.
Not with huge promises.
Not with a spectacular reconciliation.
With a plastic plane on the floor of a cabin.
In the following months, Alexander took the official DNA test, although none of them had any doubts.
