A forced reconciliation

The time stipulated by the lawyer had passed. Valeria had not communicated her decision to Guillermo, and the day had come when the lawyer showed up at the mansion looking for an answer.

“Good afternoon to both of you. I hope you have reached an agreement regarding Mrs. Isabel's clause,” he asked seriously, keeping his gaze fixed on them.

Valeria and Guillermo exchanged glances. Like the lawyer, Guillermo didn’t know what Valeria’s decision would be and felt a growing anxiety. Throughout the week, their coexistence had been distant and cold; they only communicated in the presence of little Laura, making an effort to hide their differences.

“My decision has been made since the moment you read the will. I have no objection to accepting the clause that Isabel left,” Guillermo declared firmly. “Now we just need to know Valeria’s decision, which also intrigues me.”

Valeria, with sweaty hands and trembling legs, knew her decision had already been made, although she feared the possible conse