“I swear, Samson, I swear that I did not know,” Rosa said, her voice this desperate plea, this fragile whisper that trembled with all of her fear. The tears were flowing freely down her cheeks now, each one a drop of despair.
Her body was shaking with the force of her emotion, a desperate need to just make him see the truth, to understand, to know that she was not the enemy here. "He never told me, Samson, never said a single word about his family. As soon as he discovered that I was expecting his child, he simply left me. I promise that I would never harm you in that way. Please, just believe me," she pleaded, her words laced with this desperate, frantic sincerity that was almost painful to witness.
Her pain was like a living thing, as real as the tears that were streaming down her fa
