The next day, Elsa entered Anthony's room. Myriam had fallen asleep, next to her son.

"Wake up," she whispered softly so as not to wake the boy.

Myriam blinked, and opened her eyes slowly, she sat up suddenly, thinking that something had happened to her son, but then her heart returned to calm when she saw him by her side.

“What happens?” She inquired, rubbing his eyes.

“The donor is a match for Anthony, he has the same DNA, we found the father of your child.

Tears welled up in Myriam's eyes.

"