Chapter 5: The Search It took months to find her.
It took months to find her.
When he finally did, he wasn’t prepared for what he saw.
Not weakness.
Not desperation.
But strength.
Elena stood in a bright, bustling boutique—her boutique—surrounded by customers and laughter. Her children, clean and smiling, ran freely nearby.
And the baby… his daughter… rested peacefully in her arms.
He approached slowly, his pride shattered.
“Elena…” he whispered.
She turned.
For a moment, time froze.
“I made a mistake,” he said, his voice breaking. “Please… let me fix it.”
But Elena didn’t cry.
She didn’t plead.
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She simply looked at him with calm, unshaken eyes.
“You already made your choice that night,” she said.
