She was eight months pregnant.

Alone.

Trapped on the rooftop of a luxury hotel…

As a massive tornado raced toward the city.

The wind was so violent it could barely let her stand.

Lightning split the sky.

Emergency sirens echoed through every street below.

With one hand protecting her unborn baby…

She pounded on the steel door with everything she had left.

“Please! Somebody help me!”

On the other side of the glass…

People could hear every scream.

They could see every tear.

But one woman calmly reached for the control panel…

And locked the only door that could save her.

A young receptionist tried to stop her.

She cried,

“She’s eight months pregnant!”

The answer came without a trace of mercy.

“No one opens that door.”

Outside…

The tornado grew larger with every passing second.

Cars were already being lifted into the air.

Trees snapped like twigs.

Metal debris flew across the skyline.

The rooftop shook beneath her feet.

Just when she thought all hope was gone…

She saw him.

Her husband.

Running toward the locked entrance with everything he had.

Their eyes met through the glass.

For one brief moment…

She believed she was going to survive.

He grabbed the handle.

Pulled as hard as he could.

Nothing.

He slammed both fists against the glass.

Still nothing.

Behind him…

The woman responsible for trapping his pregnant wife stood in complete silence.

Then…

Sophia suddenly collapsed to her knees.

She clutched her stomach.

Her face twisted in pain.

A deafening crash echoed across the rooftop as a huge sheet of metal slammed into the glass railing, making the entire building tremble.

Nathan’s face filled with panic.

“Sophia! Stay with me!”

Desperate…

He looked around.

Then his eyes locked onto a fire emergency hammer hanging on the wall.

He ripped it free.

Raised it high above his head.

At the same time…

A monstrous tornado, carrying cars, trees, and twisted steel, closed in on the hotel.

Sophia struggled to stand.

The wind nearly tore her from the rooftop.

With tears streaming down her face, she reached toward the glass one last time.

“Nathan… please…”

The hammer came crashing down…

But before anyone could see what happened next…

Everything went black.

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PART 2: THE GLASS SHATTERED

The emergency hammer slammed into the glass.

BANG!

A spiderweb of cracks spread across the massive safety panel.

But it didn’t break.

Nathan swung again.

BANG!

Another crack.

The wind screamed louder.

The entire rooftop shook violently.

Sophia struggled to stay on her feet.

She wrapped both arms around her swollen belly.

“Nathan!”

“I can’t hold on!”

A violent gust slammed into her body.

She slid several feet across the rain-soaked rooftop.

Her fingers barely caught the metal railing.

Below…

Hundreds of feet of empty air.

Nathan’s heart stopped.

“Hold on!”

“I’m coming!”

He raised the hammer again.

CRASH!

This time…

The glass exploded into thousands of glittering pieces.

Nathan climbed through the opening without hesitation.

The wind nearly knocked him backward.

Ignoring the flying debris, he ran straight toward Sophia.

Just as he reached her…

A massive steel advertising sign ripped free from a nearby building.

It spun through the air like a giant blade.

“Nathan!”

Sophia screamed.

He threw himself over her.

The steel sign slammed into the rooftop only a few feet away.

The impact sent metal fragments flying everywhere.

One sharp piece sliced deeply across Nathan’s shoulder.

Blood immediately soaked through his white shirt.

He didn’t even look at the wound.

He grabbed Sophia’s hand.

“We’re leaving.”

“Now.”

Together…

They fought against the wind toward the broken doorway.

Inside the hotel…

The receptionist rushed forward to help.

But another figure stepped in front of her.

Victoria.

The woman who had locked the rooftop door.

She calmly pressed another button on the control panel.

Emergency steel shutters suddenly began sliding down over the shattered entrance.

The receptionist stared in horror.

“What are you doing?”

Victoria’s expression never changed.

“If they come back inside…”

“My secret dies with them.”

Nathan looked up just in time.

The steel shutters were closing.

Fast.

Too fast.

He shouted,

“Keep it open!”

Nobody moved.

The receptionist desperately tried to stop the mechanism.

But her access card had already been disabled.

Sophia looked through the narrowing gap.

“Please!”

“My baby…”

Victoria simply folded her arms.

“You should’ve died up there.”

Nathan froze.

“What did you just say?”

Victoria smiled for the first time.

A cold…

Satisfied smile.

She looked directly at Sophia.

Then quietly whispered words that made Sophia’s blood run cold.

“That baby was never supposed to be born.”

The steel shutters slammed shut.

Separating them once again.

Outside…

The tornado was less than two hundred yards away.

And neither Nathan nor Sophia knew…

Victoria wasn’t trying to hide an accident.

She was trying to hide a crime that had begun eight months earlier.

PART 3: THE TRUTH ABOVE THE STORM

The steel shutters slammed shut.

Nathan stared at Victoria through the narrow glass window.

His fists tightened.

“What do you mean…”

“…that baby was never supposed to be born?”

Victoria smiled.

“You really don’t know?”

Nathan frowned.

Outside…

The tornado was only seconds away.

The rooftop shook violently.

Concrete cracked beneath their feet.

Sophia cried out in pain.

“Nathan…”

“I think… the baby is coming…”

Nathan immediately wrapped one arm around her.

“No.”

“You’ll be okay.”

“You promised we’d meet our son together.”

Inside the hotel…

The young receptionist suddenly ran toward the main security desk.

“There has to be an override!”

She typed frantically.

Nothing.

Victoria had already locked every emergency control.

Then…

The receptionist noticed one forgotten button.

MASTER EMERGENCY RELEASE.

Without hesitation…

She slammed her hand onto it.

Every emergency shutter inside the hotel instantly reopened.

The path to the rooftop was clear again.

Nathan didn’t wait.

He lifted Sophia into his arms.

Ignoring the pain in his bleeding shoulder…

He ran.

Just as they crossed back inside…

The tornado struck.

A deafening roar shook the entire building.

The glass wall behind them exploded inward.

Furniture flew through the lobby.

The rooftop they had been standing on only seconds earlier…

Was ripped completely away.

Everyone watched in stunned silence.

Had they been one second slower…

They would have died.

Sophia collapsed safely onto the hotel floor.

Doctors and paramedics rushed toward her.

Nathan refused treatment.

Instead…

He slowly stood.

Then turned toward Victoria.

His voice was calm.

“Why?”

Victoria laughed.

“You still don’t understand?”

She looked directly at Sophia.

“Eight months ago…”

“You took everything from me.”

Sophia stared at her in confusion.

“I’ve never even met you.”

Victoria shook her head.

“No.”

“But your husband did.”

She pulled a small envelope from her handbag.

Inside were old photographs.

Nathan looked down.

His face instantly turned pale.

Years earlier…

Before meeting Sophia…

He had been engaged to Victoria.

She had expected to marry into his wealthy family.

But Nathan had ended the relationship after discovering she had been stealing money from the company.

She lost everything.

Her career.

Her reputation.

Her future.

For years…

She blamed only one person.

Sophia.

“If she hadn’t come into your life…”

“You would’ve married me.”

“So I waited.”

“I became hotel manager.”

“I learned your routines.”

“And today…”

“I was finally going to erase both of them.”

The receptionist looked at Victoria in horror.

“You trapped a pregnant woman…”

“Just for revenge?”

Victoria answered without remorse.

“I wanted the tornado to do what I couldn’t.”

At that moment…

Police officers entered the lobby.

The receptionist had secretly called emergency services while searching for the override.

The surveillance footage from the hotel’s security cameras had already been uploaded.

Every second…

Victoria locking the rooftop door.

Ignoring Sophia’s cries.

Preventing employees from helping.

Everything had been recorded.

The lead officer stepped forward.

“Victoria Lawson…”

“You’re under arrest for attempted murder.”

As handcuffs closed around her wrists…

She looked at Nathan one last time.

“I still loved you.”

Nathan slowly shook his head.

“No.”

“Love never asks someone to die.”

Hours later…

Sophia safely gave birth to a healthy baby boy.

Nathan stood beside her hospital bed, holding their newborn son.

Tears filled his eyes.

“We almost lost both of you.”

Sophia smiled weakly.

“But we didn’t.”

Several days later…

The hotel invited the young receptionist to a special ceremony.

Nathan personally handed her an award for bravery.

“If you hadn’t pressed that button…”

“My family wouldn’t be here today.”

The receptionist smiled through tears.

“I only did what anyone should have done.”

Nathan looked at his sleeping son.

Then quietly replied,

“Not everyone did.”

Outside the hospital…

The storm clouds finally disappeared.

Warm sunlight broke through for the first time in days.

Sometimes…

The strongest people aren’t the ones who fight the storm.

They’re the ones who refuse to lock the door when someone else is begging to be saved.

The family party was held on the second floor of the mansion.

The doors of the large balcony remained open, and a gentle breeze moved the white curtains. From there, you could see the entire illuminated garden, the pool, and the stone fountains.

Valeria stepped outside for a few minutes to take some air.

She was eight months pregnant.

The dress slightly tightened her stomach, and the conversations inside began to overwhelm her. She placed a hand on the railing and looked out into the garden.

She didn’t know that someone had loosened all the screws a few hours earlier.

As she took a further step, the metal structure detached from the wall.

Valeria felt as if the floor was disappearing beneath her feet.

She let out a scream.

Her body fell into the void, but she managed to hold onto one of the long curtains on the balcony.

The fabric violently tightened.

She was suspended from the second floor, balancing on the stone patio.

One hand held the curtain.

The other desperately protected her belly.

“Help!”My baby!
The sound of the music drowned out her first cries.
The curtain began to slowly tear apart.
Valeria looked down.
The fall could kill her.
Or cause her to lose the baby.
She tried to climb up, but the weight of her body pulled at the fabric with increasing force.
Then Elena, the family’s elderly maid, entered the balcony carrying a tray.
Seeing the railing destroyed, she dropped everything onto the floor.
“Mrs. Valeria!”
She ran towards the edge.
She stretched out her entire body on the floor, with both arms outstretched.
“Give me your hand!”
Valeria tried to reach her.
Her fingers were a few centimeters away.
“I can’t!”
Elena stepped forward a little further, risking half her body on the ledge.
Eventually, she managed to grab her wrist.
“I have her!”
Valeria began to cry.
“Don’t let go of her!”
Elena tried to drag her up.
She was an elderly woman.
She didn’t have enough strength to lift her weight, but she stuck her knees in the floor and kept pulling.The curtain ripped again.
At that moment, footsteps were heard behind them.
Teresa, Daniel’s mother, appeared on the balcony.
She watched the scene with complete calm.
Valeria raised her head.
—¡Help us!
Teresa did not respond.
She looked at Elena’s hand, which was clasped around Valeria’s wrist.
Then she slowly lifted her foot.
And she stepped on the maid’s fingers.
Elena screamed.
—¡Release me!
Teresa pressed harder.
—Let her fall.
Valeria opened her eyes in horror.
—¿What are you doing?
—Ending what must have been an accident.
Elena gritted her teeth.
The skin on her fingers began to bleed under her heel.
Still, she did not release Valeria.
—I will not let her fall.
Teresa stepped on her again.
—You’re an employee.No one will remember your sacrifice.

Elena looked up.

—She did.

Valeria was crying as she tried to hold onto the curtain.

The fabric was almost completely torn.

—¡Daniel! —she shouted with all her strength—Daniel, help me!
As if he had heard her voice, Daniel appeared at the balcony door.
His wife was relieved to see him.
“Daniel!”
He looked at the fallen railing.
Then he looked at his mother.
And finally, he looked at Valeria, who was hanging over the abyss.
She reached out her free hand towards him.
“Help me!”
Daniel walked slowly.
Valeria expected him to kneel next to Elena and lift her up.
But he didn’t.
He reached into the inside pocket of his jacket.
He took out a knife.
Valeria stopped breathing.
“What are you doing?”
Daniel approached the curtain.
He held the fabric with one hand and supported the sheet against it with the other.
“Mom is right.
Valeria’s tears filled her eyes.
“No…”
Daniel began to cut.
The fabric opened up a little more.
Valeria’s body sank several centimeters.
Elena screamed,
“She’s our daughter!”
“She’s also the obstacle that stands between us and the inheritance.”
Valeria looked at him completely devastated.
“Do you also want to kill our baby?”
Elena screamedDaniel averted her gaze for a moment.
Then he looked at her belly.
His face hardened.
“—That baby won’t inherit anything.”
He started moving the knife again.
Only a small section of fabric remained.
Elena tried to pull Valeria with both hands.

Teresa kept pressing her fingers against the floor.

“Let go of her!” she ordered.

“Never again!”

Daniel cut the last part off.

The curtain ripped from the wall.

Valeria fell.

The weight of her body also pulled Elena down.

The maid slid toward the edge.

Teresa lost her balance and stepped back.

Elena managed to grab hold of one leg of a table with one hand.

With the other hand, she continued to hold onto Valeria.

Now they were both hanging.

The old table began to move across the marble.

“Let go of me!” Valeria shouted.We’ll both fall.
—No.
—My weight will drag me down.
Elena tightened her wrist even more.
—I promised not to let go of her.
Daniel watched the scene.
He just needed to push the table away.
He took a step toward her.
But before he touched her, a voice resonated from inside.
—¡Stay away from them!
Elena’s son, Mateo, appeared at the door.
He worked as a gardener at the mansion and had heard the shouts from the courtyard.
He was carrying a metal bar in his hand.
Daniel raised the knife.
—Don’t get involved in family matters.
Mateo looked at his mother, hanging from the balcony.
—She’s my family.
He ran towards the table and held her tight before she moved another inch.
Then he started pulling at Elena.
Daniel threw himself at him.
They both struggled.
The knife fell to the ground.
Teresa tried to pick it up.
But Valeria shouted from the void:
—¡There are cameras!
Everyone stopped.
She pointed with her gaze at a small camera placed on the balcony door.Teresa smiled.
—We disconnected the power.
Then a voice spoke from the house’s sound system.
—Not everyone.
It was the head of security.
He had seen the railing detach from the frame through an outdoor camera in the garden and had just called the police.
The mansion’s alarms began to sound.
Daniel looked at his mother.
—We need to leave.
Teresa refused.
—Let’s finish this first.
He reached out to push the table away.
Mateo tried to stop her, while continuing to hold Elena.
The table slipped back down.
One of its legs reached the edge.
Valeria felt the maid’s hand begin to lose strength.
—Elena…
—I’m still here.
Below, several mansion workers ran toward the garden.
They quickly stretched out a large protective tarp used to cover the pool.
—¡Jump!—one of them shouted.
Valeria looked down.
The canvas was not completely secured.
Falling from that height was still dangerous,
especially for the baby.
Mateo managed to grab his mother’s arm.
—Pull Valeria up first!
Elena denied.
—I can’t lift her.
Valeria felt a sharp contraction.
She screamed.
The pressure in her stomach increased.
—The baby…
Elena looked at her.
—What’s going on?
—I think he’s coming.
Daniel heard those words.
For the first time, he seemed to hesitate.
For just a second.
Teresa leaned toward him.
—If he’s born, it’s all over.
Daniel looked again at the knife on the floor.
He ran towards him.
But before he could reach the knife, the balcony doors opened suddenly.
Two policemen entered, pointing their guns.
—No one moves!
Daniel stopped running.
Teresa tried to run.
One of the officers grabbed her.
The other two ran towards the edge to help Mateo.
Everyone pulled on Elena.
But Valeria’s arm began to slip.The blood and sweat made it impossible to keep a grip on her.

—Don’t let go of her!—an agent shouted.
Elena cried.
—I can’t feel my fingers anymore.
Valeria looked at the old woman.
She understood that, if she continued to hold her hand, she could definitely drag her into the void.
—Thank you for saving us.
—Don’t let go.
Valeria began to gently release her hand.
Elena opened her eyes in horror.
—¡No!
—My baby needs you to survive so that she can tell the truth.
Before Elena could stop her, Valeria’s fingers slipped from her grasp.
She fell.
The scream reverberated throughout the mansion.
Below, the workers began to lift the tarp.
Valeria’s body slammed into her.
The fabric sank violently. One of the supports broke.
For a few seconds, no one could see her.
Elena shouted her name from the balcony.
The paramedics, who had just arrived, ran towards the garden.
They found Valeria lying unconscious on the tarp.
A hand was still protecting her belly.
The doctor checked her pulse.
Then he placed a fetal monitor.
Everyone remained silent.Daniel, who was standing on the balcony, watched from above.
Teresa did the same.
The device emitted a sound.
A heartbeat.
Then another.
The baby was still alive.
Valeria slowly opened her eyes.
But before she could speak, another contraction ran through her body.
The doctor raised his head.
“She’s in labor.”
As they carried her to the ambulance, police officers examined the railing.
The screws had been deliberately removed.
In Daniel’s pocket, they found the knife with the curtain fibers embedded inside.
And in Teresa’s purse, a recent copy of the family will.
A clause was marked in red:

If the heir does not survive, all actions will revert to Daniel and his mother.

Elena walked down the garden with her hands tied behind her back.

Valeria reached out a hand from the stretcher.

“You did not release me,” she cried.

The maid smiled through tears.

“I will never do that again,” she said.

The ambulance doors began to close.

Teresa, as she was being led to the patrol car, shouted,

“That baby is not the only heir!”

Everyone froze in place.

Daniel looked up, surprised.

Valeria looked at his mother-in-law.

“What does that mean?” Teresa smiled.

“Ask Elena why she has been living in this house for thirty years.”

Valeria slowly turned to the old maid.

Elena’s face lost all color.

Before she could respond, the ambulance doors closed with the sirens on.

Valeria and her baby remained alive.

Her mother-in-law pushed the pregnant woman off the roof…

but Elena managed to hold onto a clothesline before falling to her death.

Her body hung suspended more than ten stories above.

“Help!” she cried, clutching onto one hand while the other instinctively protected her belly.

The rope was old and thin.

Every time the wind moved her body, the fibers creaked as if they were about to break.

On the roof, Beatriz slowly approached the edge and looked down.

She didn’t seem scared.

She smiled.

“No one will save you this time,” she said coldly.

Elena looked up, crying.

“Why is she doing this?” she asked.He’s her grandson!

—That baby never should have existed.

Before Beatriz could step on the rope, Rosa, the old maid, ran out through the rooftop door.

She had heard the screams from downstairs.

Seeing Elena hanging there, she knelt down beside the edge and reached out her arm.

“Give me your hand!”

Elena tried to reach her, but the wind blew her away.

“I can’t!”

“Yes, she can! Think of her baby!”

With one last effort, Elena raised her arm.

Rosa managed to grab her by the wrist.

“I won’t let her go!”—he promised.

The old woman slammed both of her knees against the floor and started to scream.

But Beatriz ran towards her, grabbed her hair and pulled with all her strength.

“Let her fall!”

Rosa screamed in pain, but she didn’t release Elena’s wrist.

“I won’t allow her to kill a mother and her child!”

Beatriz started to hit her on the back.

“You’re nothing more than a servant!”

—and you’re nothing more than a murderer.

Beatriz’s face changed.

She gave her a kick in the side.

Rosa fell partially onto the edge, but she continued to hold Elena.

The rope began to slowly snap.

Elena felt herself falling several centimeters.

“Rosa, I’m falling down!”

—she shouted —“Help us!”

At that moment, the rooftop door opened.

Daniel appeared.

Elena’s husband.

She felt fear disappear for a moment.

“Daniel!” she shouted —“Help us!”Your mother tried to kill me!

Daniel looked at his wife hanging there, Rosa injured, and his mother next to the edge.

For several seconds, he said nothing.

Elena expected him to run towards them.

But Daniel slowly closed the door behind him.

Then he took a knife out of his jacket.

Rosa looked at him in horror.

“Mr. Daniel …”

— Get out — he ordered.

— His wife is carrying his son — he said.

Daniel approached the rope.

Elena began to shake her head in denial.

— Daniel, please … We can talk.Just help me climb up.

He crouched down and placed the knife blade against the rope.

—That baby can’t live.

—It’s your son!

Daniel looked up.

Precisely for that reason.

And he cut the rope.

Elena screamed.

Rosa, who was still holding her wrist, was dragged along with her.

The two fell to their deaths.

During the fall, the old woman hugged Elena and turned her own body to protect the young woman’s belly.

Elena closed her eyes, convinced that they would die.

But then her shoulder hit a balcony below.

Instinctively, she reached out and held onto the railing.

The impact was brutal.

Elena felt unbearable pain in her arms, but managed to stop the fall.

Rosa, however, got stuck underneath her.

Her body was trapped between Elena’s legs alone.

“Rosa!”—she shouted.

The old woman looked up.

She had blood on her forehead and could barely breathe.

—Don’t move…

—I can’t hold her!

Elena was half outside the balcony.

Her hands were slowly sliding over the metal.

Rosa’s weight pulled her down.

Daniel and Beatriz peered down from the rooftop.

—They’re still alive — Beatriz said, furious.

Daniel looked at his wife without showing any emotion.

—Not for long.

Elena looked at her with tears in her eyes.

—¿How could you do this to your own child?

Daniel remained silent.

Rosa mustered her courage to speak.

—Because she knows the baby will reveal the truth.

Beatriz paled.

—Shut up!

Elena looked down.

—¿What truth?

Rosa forcefully squeezed Elena’s legs to prevent her from falling.

—Daniel never wanted you to get pregnant.

—That doesn’t make sense.
He asked me to start a family.

—Because he needed an heir before his father died —

Daniel leaned over the edge.

—Rosa, if you speak again, I will kill your daughter.

The old woman was paralyzed.

Elena looked at her.

—¿Your daughter?

Rosa closed her eyes.

For thirty years, she had lived in the mansion without mentioning that she had a family.

—I thought she was dead — she whispered.

Daniel smiled.

—No, she isn’t. And we know exactly where to find her.

—Leave her out of this! — Rosa shouted.

—Then release Elena.

Rosa looked at her.

If she released her legs, she would fall into the void.

If she continued to talk, Daniel would carry out his threat.

Elena felt one of her fingers slip from the railing.

—Rosa, I need to know. — There’s no time.

—Why do they want to kill my baby? —

The old woman looked up.

Beatriz shook her head in denial, warning him to keep quiet.

Rosa took a deep breath.

—”Because Daniel is not the true heir to this family.”

Elena felt her heart stop beating.

—¿What?

—Daniel’s father discovered that Beatriz had switched her baby in the hospital thirty-five years ago.

Daniel clenched his knife in anger.

—”Enough!”

Rosa continued:

“—Daniel doesn’t have the blood of the Valdés family. If his child is born and the genetic tests required by the will are carried out, everyone will find out.

Elena tried to understand him.

—¿So, do you want to kill my baby to avoid a DNA test?

—No, that’s not it.

Rosa looked intently at Beatriz.

—”Daniel’s baby does belong to the Valdés family.”

Elena opened her eyes.

—¿How is this possible if Daniel isn’t their son?

The old woman hesitated.

Daniel started running towards the rooftop door.

Beatriz followed him.

—”Hurry!”They’ll enter through the lower floor!

Elena heard them disappear through the stairs.

They were coming toward the balcony.

—”Rosa, tell me!”

—The real heir had a son before he disappeared.

—”Who?”

Rosa looked at Elena’s belly.

—”The baby’s father.”

Elena felt nauseous.

—”Daniel is the father.

“—That’s what you believe.

—I never had an affair with another man.

Rosa slowly denied it.

—”Several months before the wedding, she had an accident. She was unconscious for several days.

Elena remembered the hospital.

Daniel had always been at her side.

At least, that’s what they told her.

—”What happened while she was unconscious?”

Rosa began to cry.

—”Beatrice paid a doctor to perform a procedure without her consent.”

—”What procedure?”

Before Rosa could answer, the apartment door opened.

A woman stepped out onto the balcony and shouted at them as they hung there.

—”Oh my God!”

She ran towards Elena and tried to grab her arms.

—”Don’t let go!”My husband is calling for help!

Elena felt a little relieved.

But then there were knocks on the main door of the apartment building.

“Open up!” Daniel shouted from the hallway. “This is my wife!”

The woman on the balcony looked inside.

“Is that man your husband?” Elena shouted.

“Don’t open the door for him!” Elena shouted. “He tried to kill us!”

The knocks grew louder.

“Open the door right now!” Elena shouted to her husband.

“Call the police too!” Rosa began to lose strength.

“Elena … ”

— Don’t let go of me!

— She must try to drag me down.

“No!” Elena shouted.

“My weight will kill us both.”

I won’t let her go.

Rosa smiled sadly.

“I always wanted to have a daughter like you.”

Elena vehemently shook her head.

— Don’t let go of me.

The main door began to give way under the blows.

Daniel was trying to knock it down.

Elena looked at Rosa’s hands.

One of them was slowly moving away from her leg.

“No!” Elena shouted.Hold on!

—Listen carefully — the old woman said — There’s a box behind the mirror in my room. Inside you’ll find the hospital records.

“What records?”

—The documents that prove who the real father of your child is.

“Tell me his name!”

Rosa opened her mouth.

But at that very moment, the apartment door burst open.

Daniel entered with a knife in his hand.

Beatriz followed behind him.

The man from the house tried to stop him, but Daniel struck him and ran toward the balcony.

The woman screamed.

“Get away from them!”

Daniel raised the knife.

“Release her, Rosa.

Elena clung to the railing as her fingers kept slipping.

“Who is the father of my baby?”—she shouted.

Rosa looked at Daniel.

Then she looked at Elena.

The real father is…

Daniel threw the knife.

The blade flew straight towards them.

Rosa tried to pull her hand away.

The movement caused their legs to separate from Elena.

The old woman began to fall.

—Rosa! —Elena tried to grab her, but she lost another finger from the railing.

Daniel ran to the edge to finish the job.

Then a male voice sounded behind him:

—Touch my son again, and I will kill you.

Daniel remained still.

Beatriz lost color in her face.

Elena looked up.

In the entrance to the apartment, there was an unknown man.

He held an old photograph of the Valdés family in his hand.

His face was exactly the same as Daniel’s late father’s when he was young.