- Yes.
Maria is getting up.
- Wait a minute. What do you say?
No one answered.
He’s looking at Gregory.
Then to her mother.
And understood before someone utters those words.
- No…
Gregory looked at Ana’s face.
Did Elena ever tell her who her father was?
Maria was slowly shaking her head.
“Ana grew up thinking her father had gone before she was born.
Those words hit him harder than anything else.
I didn’t know.
“I think my mother knew that,” replied Maria.
The old woman began to speak through tears.
Elena wanted to look for you after my husband’s death. But it was already 18 years. He found out that he had become a priest. He said he didn’t want to ruin your life.
- My life?
For the first time, Gregory’s voice became rough.
“Have you taken away my ability to meet my own child and called this the protection of my life?”
