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CHAPTER 4: A New Beginning

Three weeks later, my son was born.

The moment I held him, everything else faded.

The fear.

The pain.

The past.

All of it.

"Welcome to the world," I whispered, tears slipping down my cheeks. "You’re safe now."

My father stood near the window, watching us.

"What will you name him?" he asked.

I smiled softly.

"Mateo."

Strength.

Gift.

A new beginning.

Outside, life continued as always.

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But inside that room—

Everything had changed.

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