Angélica shook her head, holding back tears.

“I can’t bear to see my son like this again, Sara…” she said, her voice breaking. “This… this is killing me. And the worst part is I’m to blame. And now…”

“Angélica…” Dona Sara interrupted softly. “He’s lost right now. But we can’t lose faith. He’s still that boy you raised with so much love. He’s just hurt. Patience, my dear… things will fall back into place.”

“I don’t know…” Angélica replied, looking at Thor as if searching for traces of the son sh