“I’m not the right man for you, Victoria,” Nestor said, casting a sorrowful glance at her afterward.
“No! That’s not true!” she firmly responded while desperately trying to calm Lucas, who had begun crying even louder.
Nestor zipped his bag closed and slung it over his shoulder. “Take care of yourself, Victoria. I know Lucas will grow up to be a good person. As I told you, I’m glad he came into your life. I pray you’ll be fine,” he said before leaving her.
Victoria’s sobbing intensified. As she held the baby close, it seemed he could sense and share the deep pain that felt like it was slowly killing her heart.
“He left us, Lucas. Your father left us,” she said, wiping the tears from the baby’s small cheeks before hugging him tightly again.
The pain she felt was overwhelming. She felt
