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POV Igor Durand

My heart was racing and nervousness took over my chest, deep down I wanted to believe that it was real. After torturing those bastards for hours and hours, until I burned the hands of those unfortunate people, I burned them, just to hear their agonizing screams. of pain. Alejandro didn't leave them unpunished either, he tortured them in the worst way possible, the man was devilish, perhaps wanting to take revenge for so many years away from his daughter because of them. After guaranteeing the painful and agonizing death of all the bastards who dared to hurt My girl, I'm back home. I missed Becca, a few hours away from her seems like an eternity, after everything that happened I'm afraid that she'll disappear or that I won't see her anymore. But my heart stopped for a few seconds when I received the call from Kiara saying that she discovered something a little absurd, but not impossible. My daughter didn't die, she could be alive, those worms kidnapped her on the day she gave birth, and faked the baby's death, putting another dead child in her place. I didn't want to tell Becca because maybe it could be a mistake, and making her suffer even more with hopes that could be false, could be worse.

I can't bear to see her depressed and crying because of this, giving false hope to our daughter and her getting excited about it, it would leave her devastated later if it was a lie. I know Kiara wouldn't invent something like that, she's always been very reserved and I trust her too much. in it, but it may be a misunderstanding.

"What is happening?" Alejandro rushes into the hospital.”

“Why are they in a damn hospital? Is my sister okay?” Peter asks worriedly”

“Becca is home and is doing great, the girls are with her,” I say seriously”

“My sister is alive, Anne and Mark paid the doctor and made him fake the baby's death, including everything that would save just one life, Becca wasn't as bad as the doctor said, she could have saved both of them without any risk” Kiara began to explain the situation seriously “the intention was to fake Becca's death, to get revenge on you, but as my father couldn't resist and chose to save the life of the woman he loves, they continued with the plan, causing the child to be presumed dead.

“Sons of bitches” I exclaim angrily “If I still had them alive, I would double the torture just to get even more revenge.

“and where is the baby?” Peter asks in a hoarse voice.”

“she was in the incubator, but she has already been taken to the nursery along with the other babies, and can now be discharged, as she is healthy and at a normal weight” She smiles, seeming happy with the news” You have no idea how much she is beautiful.

"Did you see her?" I ask feeling my voice fail, my heart feels like a samba school”

“yes Dad, I saw her just now, Noah was all excited when he saw her,” she said with fun”

“Are you sure it’s my granddaughter? I don’t want to give false hope, especially with Becca and my wife” Alejandro said seriously”

“I have no reason to lie, González, I tracked all the security cameras and everything is explicit there, if you want I can give you the footage later,” she said dryly “And by the way, she has the same birthmark as Becca, on her waist on the left side, and when you see it you won't doubt the paternity, since it's my father's face” he concludes, making me smile like a fool”

“Fuck, my goddaughter is alive,” Oliver says with euphoria, slapping my shoulder”

“good afternoon” I see a doctor approaching and he smiles as he greets my daughter, making her husband jealous “Have they come to pick up the baby?

“yes Dr. Medeiros,” Kiara says, directing her gaze towards me “The child's father, as well as the uncles and grandfather, are eager to see her, can they go to the room? Meanwhile, I sign the discharge. The doctor nodded and guided us to the room where my daughter was, I felt my body tense, anxious, and hopeful to see her.

Deep down I feel distressed too, even though the doctor lied about having to make that decision, I made it, to give up my daughter to save my wife. I feel guilty and I will always blame myself for this, I don't even know if my daughter will forgive me for the decision I made. We enter the room and when I approach the crib, seeing that beautiful little angel sleeping peacefully, I feel my eyes water.

“f”  Daughter” I whispered holding the edge of the crib and looking at her intensely”

“my God. she’s so beautiful” Peter comments softly “Igor’s face, impressive...” he mocked as he looked at me” I take a deep breath and take my hand to the beautiful and innocent face of the little angel in front of me, his Red and chubby cheeks, a small, upturned nose, like her mother's... I lean over, taking her in my arms, listening to her whimper softly, I start to gently lull her, snuggling her better against my chest...

“you're ugly as hell, friend, but at least you knew how to make a beautiful daughter” Oliver comments amused making me roll my eyes” After receiving all the instructions from the doctor and signing the discharge, we are on the way home, Kiara is driving. ..My daughter is in the baby seat next to me, I watch her sleep all the time, afraid of her disappearing from my sight...I'm feeling a little lost, afraid, that this is all a dream and when I wake up nothing If this happened, maybe it's just me being punished for what I did...

“It wasn’t your fault, Father, and you need to understand that, Destiny plays tricks on us to test us, what they did to you was something cruel, because I knew you would feel guilty regardless of the decision you made, those bastards got what they deserved, even if it wasn't much" I hear Kiara say while driving" Becca, no matter how upset she was, she never accused you or blamed you for that, don't take the blame where it wasn't yours, no human being deserves to have to make such a decision difficult like that, I don't even know what I would be capable of if that happened to me..." he looks at me with conviction and affection"

“thank you for everything, daughter” I look at her with admiration and love” I realize that we are in front of the mansion, then Oliver and Peter's car parks next to us... I look at my daughter with a complicit look and she understands, giving With a wink, I leave the room not before leaving a kiss on the forehead of my little sleeping angel... I enter the mansion and find Becca pacing from one side to the other worriedly, when she sees me she runs to me jumping on my lap...

“I was distressed without hearing from you, love” she whispers with a choked voice”

“I’m here with you, my queen” I hold her face giving her a chaste kiss on the lips”

She sighs more relieved and gets off my lap, I hear footsteps behind us and I see both Oliver and Peter enter the living room...

"brother? Why are you here?" my wife asks confused”

“I was with your husband and I decided to come to see you,” he said smiling and hugging her”

“hi Becca” Oliver greets her”

“hi Oliver,” he says smiling and looking at me with his eyebrows raised “What’s going on?”

“you know. I must confess that I never believed in miracles or love, but with the latest event, I must thank God for allowing me a new chance, even though deep down I know that I will forever carry the blame for the decision I made, regardless of the choice” I say softly, caressing your face and with my thumb I wipe the tears that fell from your beautiful eyes “there’s someone who wants to see you, and I’m sure you want to see them in the same way…” my voice sounds choked”

Becca tenses up and when she hears footsteps entering the living room, I realize that the moment she turned around and saw what was in front of her, her body froze...

“I think there's a little angel here who wants to be held by her mother,” Kiara said smiling, approaching my wife”

“wh” what? This can’t be real, what’s going on Igor?” his voice sounds desperate”

“It's our daughter, love, they deceived us, our little princess didn’t die, she was alive this whole time, they wanted to take revenge on us that’s why they faked her death” I explain calmly, trying to sound firm”

“don’t play with me, I won’t put up with this again, please” Pleading amid painful tears”

“It's real sister, my niece is here very much alive and wanting to be held by her mother” Peter approaches his sister kissing her forehead” At the same moment we hear a sharp cry revealing that she had woken up, I hear Kiara's laugh and supposedly the baby is with hunger...

“Oh... I think someone is hungry and wants to breastfeed” Kiara says amused”

“not my milk” Noah mumbled jealously next to my daughter making us laugh”

“Take our daughter, dear,” I say with affection, rubbing her back “As soon as you hold her in your arms you will feel the connection, just like I felt when I held her, it's her love..