“Pretend You Love Me, Please…” — Powerful CEO Begged Single Dad Right In Front Of His Ex.

Lucía laughed, and we ended up being true to each other. They stared at each other with that complicity that needs no words. Miguel took her hand. “Lucia, do you realize everything we’ve been through? Scandals, lawsuits, losses, and yet we’re still here. That’s called resilience,” she said tenderly. “I call it brave love.”

The following day, Valencia City Council presented Lucía with a public recognition for her social work. The ceremony was simple but moving. The mayor spoke of her example of integrity, of how she had shown that mistakes can be transformed into hope. Lucía took the stage with a serene smile. Thank you.

She said, “But this recognition isn’t just mine; it belongs to all the people who were once judged for dreaming differently, for loving without permission, for not fitting into the mold.” She turned to Miguel and Sofía. And it also belongs to those who teach us that what’s important isn’t what we lose, but what we decide not to abandon. The truth is, the ovation was unanimous.

Miguel and Sofía stood and applauded with tears in their eyes. That night, the three of them walked along the beach. The sea was calm, the sky clear. Lucía stopped and looked toward the horizon. You know, Miguel? For a long time I thought happiness was a point of arrival. And now, now I know it’s a path, one you walk with someone who holds you when everything is shaking. Miguel hugged her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder.

So, shall we continue walking together? Lucía took her hand and nodded. As far as life takes us. Sofía, playing in the sand, shouted, “Daddy, Lucía, look, there’s a rainbow in the sea.” And yes, between the sunset clouds, a reflection of light appeared on the waves.

Lucía watched him silently with a moved smile. That rainbow was the same one in Sofía’s drawing, the symbol of everything they had experienced, the rain, the light, and the hope that always returns. Back home, Lucía lit a candle next to her desk and opened her notebook, the foundation’s first. On the last page, she wrote, “He pretended to love me for 5 minutes.

I pretended not to be afraid, and together we discovered that true love doesn’t need time, just truth. She closed the notebook and looked out the window. The city lights flickered like little promises. She turned to Miguel and smiled. “You know, I think pretending led me to my truth in the end. It was worth it then,” he said. Lucía rested her head on his shoulder while Sofía slept on the couch.

The silence of the night was filled with peace. The kind of peace that only comes when one has forgiven, loved, and survived oneself. And now, dear reader, tell me something. Do you also believe that sometimes faking love can lead you to finding the real thing? Has someone ever entered your life by chance and ended up changing everything? If this story has moved you, I invite you to share it, leave a comment, and tell us about your own experience.

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