“That’s why I made a decision.”
“If you made it this far without abandoning this useless old woman… then you deserve to know the truth.”
“Diego, this house where I live isn’t just any house.”
“Many years ago, when my husband was alive, we bought several plots of land near the sea.”
“Over time, the city grew.”
“The land is now worth a lot of money.”
My heart began to pound.
“Before I died, I filled out the paperwork to leave everything to you.”
“The house… and the three plots of land that are registered in my name.”
“It’s all yours.”
I felt like the air was disappearing around me.
My hands were trembling.
My legs were weak.
But the letter wasn’t over yet.
“I didn’t do it because you owed me something.”
“I did it because you gave me back something I thought I’d lost forever.”
“Faith in people.”
“If you use that money, I hope you use it to live a good life.”
“Finish your studies.”
“Help your family.”
“And if you ever see someone as lonely as I was… don’t ignore them.”
“Because kindness always comes back… even if it takes time.”
“Thank you for making me feel less alone in my last few months.”
“With love,”
Doña Carmen
When I finished reading the letter, I couldn’t hold back.
I cried like a baby.
Not because of the money.
Not because of the house.
But because that woman I barely knew… had trusted me more than her own family.
A month later, a lawyer confirmed everything.
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