Mateo exhaled quietly, understanding settling over his face. Santiago was right. Even if impossible truths lurked somewhere beneath the surface, they no longer mattered. Daniella now stood at the center of his life not because of secrets or resemblances, but because she carried the future heir of the Torres Mendoza family.
And Santiago had already accepted that completely.
The silence in the kitchen lingered long after Santiago's words had settled.
Daniella was carrying his heir. Not a temporary arrangement. Not something that could be removed from his life. The reality of it shifted the atmosphere itself.
Mateo leaned against the counter, thoughtful now rather than argumentative. Nicolas lowered his gaze, understanding the boundary Santiago had drawn. Some lines were simply not meant to be crossed—especially where Daniella was concerned.
