Chapter 132

• Marcel's POV
• Seeing Madam Yesenia again stirred something deep within me—something warm and nostalgic. She had been more than a loyal servant. Over the years, she’d quietly taken the place of the mother I never had. Her presence alone brought a sense of comfort, a rare peace in the storm of my past. We caught up briefly, emotions swirling beneath the surface of our calm words. Before we parted, I looked her in the eye and asked her for something crucial: silence.
• “I need you to promise me,” I said softly, “that you won’t tell anyone—anyone—that you saw me or my family.”