The first time I went to eat at my boss’s house, I almost fainted at the sight of his son. The child had exactly the same face as my own son.

“Then…” my son is alive today…

—… thanks to mine,” Alejandro finished.

Tears finally fell down my cheeks.

I took a few steps towards him.

And without saying another word…

I hugged him.

Because at that moment I understood something that I would never have imagined.

For seven years, I had worked for the man whose son saved mine’s life.

And that silent bond…

I had been there all along.