I opened the bedroom door, intending to pour myself a glass of water. However, as I passed by the neighboring bedroom, I clearly heard voices inside.
"Mateo, don't worry, I've already told Adrian. I told him that this is his child."
Camila's words froze me in place and I tried to move my feet, but found myself unable to. My mind raced, but everything felt numb.
"No one but you and I know this matter. Since my sister can't have children, I won't let your bloodline end! I'll raise our child with Adrian until they're grown."
The weight of her words pressed down on me, suffocating me as I stood there, unable to escape.
I looked out the window at the fireworks that suddenly bloomed in the night sky. In that moment, the last shred of conflict inside me vanished, just like the fleeting fireworks. I forced myself to walk back to the room, sitting by the window as a single tear slid down my cheek.
I picked up my phone from the side, typing a message to the familiar lawyer.
[Mr. Torres, I have decided to get a divorce. Please prepare the divorce agreement for me.]
