Never Regret
Torn In Two Because Of You1942, night
Berlin, Germany
Leo
Renada's silhouette materialized at the door, a nocturnal visitor seeking entrance. I posed the obvious query, my voice tinged with bewilderment, "How did you get here?"
"I walked," her response carried a casual air, "May I come in?"
Seated within the living room, an air of tension enveloped us.
"Where is your friend?"
"Asleep," I replied, tension woven into my tone.
Her countenance dimmed momentarily.
"Ah, I see. I wanted to share this with him," Renada handed me a file, evoking my confusion. "A few days ago, I walked past this house and felt a curious inclination to acquaint myself with its inhabitants. I queried your neighbours, and they revealed that this house belonged to a certain Monsieur and Madame Engel."
"Matteo's parents," I clarified.
"Discovering that only you and Matteo reside here, I delved into the archives at the German embassy," Renada explained preemptively, sensing my protest.
"But—"
"I was granted access due to political and diplomatic connections. My aunt shares a close bond with an SS officer," she elaborated, her stance unyielding. "This file holds records of those killed and deported on November 9th and 10th."
As I perused the file's contents, Renada revealed the harrowing truth.
"Ansel Engel, aged thirty-eight, born May 22nd, 1900 – perished November 9th, 1938. Zemirah Engel (née Schmidt)
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