She didn't cross borders chasing freedom. She crossed them because staying meant being erased.
María gave birth in silence-twice. No hand to hold. No voice to guide her. Just breath, pain, and the promise that her sons would never inherit her silence.
From the cold shed where no one came,
to the interview that stripped her name from every right,
this is not a story of leaving. It's a story of being taken. Of staying too long. Of fighting harder than anyone ever saw.
The Land of Broken Promises isn't a memoir. It's a reckoning-for every undocumented breath that dared to survive the system. She never asked to be remembered. It's what happens when a system calls your life ""illegal."" She just refused to be forgotten.
