Chapter 131— First Days and PromisesJulia’s first days at her new school were a whirlwind of emotions. Her backpack still smelled new, her notebooks were filled with first pages written in her neat handwriting, and although nerves followed her everywhere, so did the excitement of beginning a different chapter. Guillermo walked her there every morning, making sure she went in calmly, saying goodbye with a kiss on the forehead that said more than any speech ever could.Meanwhile, he was busy reorganizing his life. Between work, Lili’s rehabilitation, and taking care of Julia, he felt his days slipping away between paperwork and worries—but also between laughter and hugs he had once believed lost.One afternoon, Guillermo stopped by Castell Group to talk with Adrián. As soon as he entered the glass-and-marble building, he ran into a curious scene: Lucas Sánchez, Adrián’s personal assistant, was arguing with a young photographer who had a camera hanging from her neck and a folder tucked

Chapter 133 — The First Honeymoon The car pulled up in front of the hotel in Punta del Diablo. The sound of the sea reached them like an ancient whisper, a silent accomplice to the fate that had brought them there. Guillermo got out first, grabbed the suitcases, and immediately walked around the car to open the passenger door. Lili looked at him mischievously. “You always treat me like a queen… and I don’t even have a crown.” Guillermo lifted her into his arms, steady and determined. “You are my crown, Lili. I don’t need anything else.” She rested her head on his shoulder, laughing softly. “I’m only missing my wedding dress for this to be perfect.” “It’ll come,” he whispered, his voice hoarse with pent-up desire. “This is our first honeymoon, and I plan to make it unforgettable.” As he opened the bedroom door, warm air enveloped them. Red petals were scattered across the bed, and the soft murmur of bubbles escaped from the already prepared jacuzzi. Lili looked at him, deeply m

Chapter 135— Ayden's LightThe Church of Our Lady of Pilar, in Punta Carretas, looked magnificent that afternoon. Its pale stone walls and bell tower, visible from several blocks away, stood like a beacon of faith in the heart of the neighborhood. Inside, the scent of white flowers mingled with melted candle wax, lingering softly in the air. The Gothic stained-glass windows let sunlight pour through, painting the altar in shades of red, blue, and gold, as if heaven itself were blessing the ceremony.Sofía entered hand in hand with Adrián, carrying Ayden in her arms, dressed in a tiny white suit Isabel had custom-made, complete with delicate lace and hand-sewn buttons. The murmur of the crowd faded instantly; every eye turned toward the child who had been born fighting and was now about to receive the sacrament of baptism.The godparents stood waiting on either side of the altar. Guillermo, tall and solemn in his dark suit, gently received Ayden into his arms; he would hold him during

Chapter 137 — The Miracle of LightThe office was silent. The only sound was the distant hum of the city beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows. Sofía, holding Ayden in her arms, sat down in front of the computer while Adrián opened the email the lab had sent just minutes earlier. They looked at each other without speaking. They both knew that one click could change everything.The document opened. The first line left them speechless.“Dear Dr. Rojas and Dr. Castell, first and foremost, we offer our sincerest apologies for the anguish and uncertainty you have endured over the past few months…”Sofía felt her heart pounding. Her hands trembled as she held Ayden, who seemed restless, as though he could sense his parents’ tension. Adrián slipped his hand into hers, and together they kept reading.“After reviewing the tests, we discovered that the results previously sent did not belong to patient Ayden Castell Rojas. This was an unforgivable error that is already under investigation. We want

Chapter 139 — Light to See Again The lobby of the Five-Star Hotel in Punta del Este looked like something out of a dream. Crystal chandeliers lit every corner, flags from different countries hung beside giant screens, and an expectant murmur moved through the ballroom. Sofía Rojas took a deep breath as she held Ayden in her arms. The baby, only a few months old, opened his curious little eyes toward the lights. That simple gesture reminded her of the miracle they were living: their son could see. “Thank you, God,” she thought, squeezing his tiny hand as all those nights of fear turned into gratitude. The Martínez Montes family had arrived early. Anahír sat beside Nicolás, while Alma and Brisa stared at Gabriel as if he were a storybook hero. Nearby, Alejandra stood with Damián Torres and little Alejandro. Sofía looked at them and felt her heart swell. Without that chain of love, none of this would have been possible. “Look at the way they’re looking at him,” Adrián whispered.