My Children Abandoned Us on a Deserted Road—Never Imagining the Secret I Was Hiding

with him. “Maybe the doctor can prescribe something cheaper…”

Daniel shook his head. “It’s not just the medicine. There’s a place—a care home. It’s not one of the worst. You’d have company, medical help…”

He couldn’t finish the sentence.

The word hung between us: nursing home.

Manuel’s voice broke when he whispered it. “A nursing home?”

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