After that the old man turned to Pedro Tercero and looked him in the eye. He stretched out his hand, but he did not know how to shake Pedro’s hand because it was missing several fingers. Instead, he opened his arms and the two men said goodbye in a tight knot, free at last of the hatred and rancor that had poisoned their lives for so many years. “I’ll take good care of your daughter and I will try to make her happy,” Pedro Tercero García said, his voice breaking. “I have no doubt of that. Go in peace, my children,” the old man murmured. He knew he would never see them again.
I guess Blanca and Tercero get the happiest ending
