Exhausted and heartbroken, Valeria had signed the settlement just to end the nightmare.
“That money existed during the divorce?” she asked.
“Yes.”
Valeria laughed bitterly.
“He even took furniture from the house because he said I didn’t know how to build a home.”
Esteban nodded.
“We’re filing to reopen the settlement.”
Then he pulled out another envelope.
“There’s more.”
Valeria felt a chill.
“What?”
“Did Humberto ever complete his fertility testing?”
She stared at him.
“No. There was always an excuse.”
Esteban placed a copy of a medical report in front of her.
“We found evidence that Humberto knew, before the divorce, that the fertility problem likely wasn’t yours.”
The café noise faded.
Valeria remembered every apology she had made.
Every treatment she endured.
Every cruel comment she accepted.
“Did he know?” she whispered.
“There’s strong evidence he did.”
Valeria closed her eyes.
For years she had carried guilt that may never have belonged to her.
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