The next morning, with slow but determined steps, Isabel headed toward the city, to the lawyer\u2019s office. The streets seemed strange to her, people hurried by, but a new strength beat in her heart.<\/p>\n
V\u00edctor Morales greeted her with respect. A voluminous file awaited her on the desk. She opened it, and the first pages took her breath away: forged contracts, enormous debts, testimonies about disappearances, her son\u2019s name linked to dangerous people.<\/p>\n
Isabel put her hand to her chest. There was no more room for illusions. The son for whom she had sacrificed her freedom had himself chosen a path of no return. And yet\u2026 she felt the fight was not over.<\/p>\n
Because, deep in her heart, a voice whispered: \u201cEven if the son falls, it is the mother\u2019s duty to uphold the truth.\u201d<\/p>\n
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