His voice trembled. No weakness, but emotion contained for too long.
The woman did not back down.
— “I know. And I’m sorry. But it was the only way to protect you.”
— “Protect me from what?!”
This time, the answer came straightforwardly.
“Of him.”
The silence became even heavier.
— “You don’t understand… He is involved in something dangerous. Very dangerous.”
The mother’s breath was cut off.
— “What… like what?”
— “Debts. People you should never meet. He lost everything… and he was going to drag you with him.”
Every word was like a hammer blow.
“No… it’s not possible…”
— “Yes. And he knew it.”
The woman opened the file.
Inside: papers, statements, printed messages.
Proof.
Irrefutable.
— “He tried to hide that. But he couldn’t do it anymore.”
The mother’s hands trembled as she leafed through the pages.
