Her 23-year-old son pu:n:c:hed her in the face. The next day she prepared a banquet for him, but the young man never imagined who was waiting for him at the table.
To Roberto, her ex-husband.
“I’m on my way,” he said.
By morning, Elena prepared breakfast—not as comfort, but as a turning point.
When Roberto arrived, they were ready.
Diego came downstairs, still arrogant, assuming nothing had changed. But this time, both of his parents stood firm.
They gave him a choice.
A protection order.
Cut off from all financial support.
Or one final chance—six months in a rehabilitation and anger management program.
For the first time, Diego saw the consequences of his actions.
When Elena finally admitted she was afraid of him, something inside him broke.
Minutes later, he returned with a bag—ready to leave.
There were no hugs. No comforting words. Only a quiet question before he walked out:
“Will you ever forgive me?”
