My mother was sentenced for my father’s d3ath, and for six years no one believed she was innocent. Then, just five minutes before it was too late, my little brother leaned in and whispered something… and everything changed.
Doubt settled inside her, and silence became her way of coping.
As the day approached when the sentence would be carried out, Sofía and her younger brother Mateo were taken to say goodbye. Mateo, still very young, had remained mostly quiet over the years, holding onto something no one fully understood.
