Clutching her bathrobe, she said softly, "Whether you return or not, my parents, Marcus and Elva, they can always find a way to forgive and accept you. Because in their eyes, you're a son, a brother. But I'm different, Leonel. How many eight years do I have to waste?"

“Let's just be family."

Alexis thought that after all those years, there was nothing to forgive anymore.

Discussing it suddenly felt overly sentimental.

She remained composed, but Leonel was burdened with an almost unbearable pain.