Six months later.

Rubén came running to the hospital, searching the corridors for Myriam, until he found her hugging Tony.

“What happened?” he questioned. “I came as soon as you called me”

"He has a high fever again," she whispered weakly.

Ruben inhaled deeply.

“At this age it's normal, it must be an infection”

Myriam shook her head, clinging to her son's small body.

"I take good care of him," she said as she cooed to him. "Look at these marks" she pointed and lifted the boy's shirt.

Rubén's li