Pablo

My name is Nicol, and my life changed forever the night my own father and stepsister betrayed me.

They took me to a hotel and gave me a drink without my knowing it was drugged. When I woke up, I was in a room with a stranger. Scared and confused, I ran out before he woke up.

I never knew who he was.

Months later I discovered I was pregnant. I decided to raise my son, Noah, alone. I had no way of finding the man from that night, and little by little, I tried to leave the past behind.

A year later I got a job as a cleaner in a luxury hotel to support my son.

What I didn't know was that the hotel belonged to the Montenegro family.

Meanwhile, Pablo's grandmother went to a daycare center to make a large donation. There she saw Noah playing with other children.

The old woman was surprised.

"How strange..." she whispered. "He looks so much like my grandson when he was little."

Noah had the same eyes, the same smile, and even some of her gestures.

At that moment I arrived to pick up my son. Noah ran towards me and I took him in my arms.

I had no idea who that elegant lady was who was watching me so intently.

Suddenly, Noah started crying because he was hungry. Since he was still breastfeeding, I sat down in a private area of ​​the daycare to feed him.

The old woman didn't leave. On the contrary, she remained there, discreetly observing. The more she watched Noah, the more convinced she became that the resemblance was no coincidence.

When I finished, she approached with a kind smile.

"What a beautiful child," she said.

—Thank you very much —I replied politely.

-What's it called?

—Noah.

The old woman's expression changed for a moment.

—And how old is he?

—He just turned one year old

Unbeknownst to me, I was beginning to suspect that Noah might be the great-grandson his family had been searching for for so long.

#possessive #intelligent