“You are my family,” he tells Sofia, dropping to his knees in front of her.
You call the police.
Mateo walks in before they arrive.
He sees the room and instantly understands.
“What’s going on?” he asks.
“Tell me,” David replies.
Mateo denies everything. Calls it ridiculous. Claims misunderstanding.
You hold up the phone. “Then explain this.”
He shrugs. “Not mine.”
David steps forward. “Don’t.”
Your mother appears, confused.
“Mateo has been harassing Sofia,” you say.
The word hangs in the air.
“No,” your mother says.
But then she sees the evidence.
Something in her breaks.
“Stop calling me Mom,” she tells Mateo coldly.
The police arrive.
Statements are taken. The phone is examined. Mateo is asked to come with them.
As he leaves, he looks at you—not with guilt, but resentment.
As if your refusal to stay silent is the real betrayal.
In the weeks that follow, everything changes.
Evidence is recovered. Deleted files. Photos. Notes tracking when people were home.
Mateo is charged.
Not enough, never enough—but enough that the truth becomes official.
David and Sofia move out within days.