Yet, despite unlimited resources and experimental treatments, Marie-Ange remained motionless. Her wide-open eyes seemed to observe an invisible world.
She didn’t speak or react to anything. Víctor spent hours by her bedside, talking, telling memories of her mother, singing lullabies, hoping that something—one word, one breath—might reach her.
Every day, he repeated the same ritual, day after day, relentlessly, against all odds. The doctors kept telling him hope was nearly pointless, but he refused to give up. He tried everything: speech therapists, neurologists, imported machines, experimental treatments… nothing worked.
Until the day a poor boy entered their lives. He didn’t follow any rules, challenged habits, and did something unexpected. An action so simple that it exposed a secret capable of changing everything.
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