I remembered that little boy.
He had been only a few years old.
I had fed him, told him bedtime stories, and rocked him to sleep.
But after Sarah died, her relatives took the child to another city, and we lost contact.
“You’re that little boy?” I whispered.
Daniel nodded.
“I recognized you during our second meeting. But I didn’t tell you because I was afraid you’d think our relationship was only about an old debt. I genuinely fell in love with you.”
Then he opened his phone and showed me several medical documents.
“Six months ago, I discovered that the old water system in our mansion was damaged and could be contaminating the water. You were already experiencing weakness and dizziness, so I arranged for testing.”
“And what were you putting in my drink?”
“A nutritional supplement a specialist recommended. But I understand now that I should neve
