The neighborhood midwife arrived quickly.
Hours later, the cry of a baby filled the room.
“She’s a beautiful girl,” said the midwife.
Lucía, exhausted but happy, held her daughter for the first time.
Her eyes filled with tears.
-Hello my love…
Doña Herrera smiled excitedly.
—She is strong, just like her mother.
Lucia kissed the little girl’s forehead.
At that moment he understood something profound.
She had lost her husband, her home, and her security.
But he had won something much bigger.
True love.
As the sun set over Puebla, mother and daughter slept peacefully.
Far from them, in the luxurious clinic in Mexico City, Javier watched the girl he had never loved.
And for the first time in her life…
He realized that fate has a strange way of giving each person exactly what they deserve.
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