In less than 10 minutes, the exclusive Puerta de Hierro neighborhood was filled with the deafening sound of sirens. Several police cars surrounded the mansion.
Bárbara was led away in handcuffs, shouting insults and hysterically as flashes from local journalists illuminated her downfall.
But the real battle was just beginning.
Camila was transferred in an induced coma to the intensive care unit of the city’s best private hospital.
The doctors, now armed with information from Beto’s lab, initiated an aggressive detoxification treatment, using specific antidotes to remove the thallium from her bl00dstream.
It was 15 days of pure agony. Esteban and Carmen didn’t leave the glass of the intensive care unit for a single moment. They prayed 100 rosaries together, united no longer as employer and employee, but as two desperate souls pleading for the life of an innocent person.
The miracle occurred on the morning of the 16th.
The machines began to beep rhythmically. Toxicity levels dropped drastically. And suddenly, in the white silence of the room, Camila’s honey-colored eyes opened.
She was weak, fragile, but the gray fog of death had vanished from her pupils.
Esteban came running in, falling to his knees next to the stretcher, kissing his little girl’s hands while crying like a child.
“Daddy…” she murmured, her voice raspy.
Then her gaze fell upon the humble figure of Carmen, who was weeping, clinging to the doorframe. Camila offered a small but genuine smile.
—It doesn’t burn me anymore, Carmencita… It doesn’t burn me anymore.
Months passed, and Mexican justice did its work. Bárbara was sentenced to 40 years in prison at the Puente Grande maximum security penitentiary, losing all her glamour, her money, and her freedom, and facing the social condemnation of the entire country.
The Leyva estate regained its light. Children’s laughter once again filled the agave gardens. Camila ran freely in the sun, her brown hair growing strong and full of life again.
As for Carmen, she never cleaned floors or wore an apron again. Esteban built her a beautiful house on the property and appointed her general manager of the residence and Camila’s official guardian should he be absent.
Because true loyalty can’t be bought with millions of dollars. And sometimes, guardian angels don’t have bright wings or descend from heaven; sometimes they have hands calloused from hard work, wear a rosary on their chest, and possess the immense courage to face the devil himself to save the life of a child whom no one else could protect.
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