Everything stopped.
Victoria’s heart seemed to skip.
“What did you say?”
“Not all of them died…”
Silence swallowed the room.
And for the first time in three years…
Something other than anger appeared in her eyes.
Hope.
And fear.
Because if one child survived…
Then someone had hidden the truth.
And the betrayal ran deeper than she ever imagined.
No one spoke.
Victoria felt her strength falter—but she stayed standing.
“Where is he?” she asked, her voice steady despite everything. “Tell me.”
The man glanced nervously around.
“I can’t explain here…”
She stepped closer, her gaze cutting through him.
“You will.”
He swallowed.
“A private hospital… north side of the city. But it’s guarded.”
“By who?”
He didn’t answer.
He didn’t need to.
Victoria slowly turned toward Vanessa.
Vanessa stepped back immediately.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about—”
Victoria smiled again, colder this time.
“You were never good at lying.”
That same night…
The rain returned.
Just like before.
Victoria stepped out of a black car in front of the hospital.
