The man in the ivory suit was smiling in a way I had never seen before.
Not at me.
Never at me.
Standing beside him, dressed in white, was Valeria Cruz — a junior employee from my own company. Young. Polished. Radiant in a way that felt almost staged.
Then I noticed the caption.
“My son is finally happy. He chose …
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