I froze, holding that tiny, warm life against me, staring into his slowly opening eyes.
“Carolina, I—”
“Please,” she said softly. “I have no one else. And you’ve already shown me the kind of man I want my son to look up to.”
A lump filled my throat. Matías wrapped his little fingers around mine.
“It would be an honor,” I said finally, my voice trembling.
Carolina covered her mouth as tears streamed down her cheeks.
“Thank you. Thank you so much.”
