She didn’t stay to watch him fall apart.
Some endings don’t need an audience.
Months later, in a quiet apartment filled with sunlight, Cristina sat by the window, her newborn daughter asleep in her arms.
The city stretched out before her—alive, indifferent, full of possibility.
Her phone buzzed.
A message from Esteban:
Case closed. You’re free.
Cristina looked down at her daughter.
“Not free,” she whispered with a small smile.
“Just beginning.”
Because the truth was—
They thought they had taken everything from her.
But they had only forced her to become someone who could never be taken from again.
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