Later that evening, Fabian sat in his apartment, staring blankly at the wall. His phone rested on the table beside him, untouched since the meeting with Tania. He felt trapped between two worlds one where he could continue this path of betrayal, lies, and danger, and another where he could try to make things right, but at an immense cost.
His thoughts drifted to Ella and the twins. He hadn’t seen them in weeks, but the memory of their faces, their laughter, haunted him. They were his only tether to the life he wanted the life he could never have. He had failed them once before, and now, the weight of his failure threatened to crush him.
A knock on the door pulled him from his thoughts. He tensed, unsure of who it could be. Slowly, he rose from his seat and walked to the door, peeking thr
