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She reached for a drawer and took out an old black-and-white photograph. It showed his father as a young man — standing beside a much younger version of herself.
“He was mine once,” she said softly. “He promised to marry me. But then your mother came… and everything changed. She took him away.”
Her voice broke. “That’s why I chose you.”
Ramon felt the air leave his lungs. The marriage, the money — it had all been her final act of both love and revenge.
He knelt before her, tears blurring his sight. “Grandma,” he whispered, “I didn’t know. If my parents ever hurt you, please… forgive them.”
She placed a trembling hand on his shoulder. “There’s nothing to forgive, child. I’m tired of holding onto the past. Go home. Take care of your father. My heart is at peace now.”
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