“I don’t know what to say, Mr. Mendoza. This is too generous,” she said, her voice thick with gratitude.

Alejandro shook his head. “Generosity has nothing to do with it. It’s about doing what’s right,” he replied, feeling an unfamiliar warmth spreading through his chest—a feeling he hadn’t associated with himself for a long time.

The conversation shifted as they discussed practicalities. Alejandro offered to cover the costs of Isabela’s needs, and they made plans to ensure Camila’s employment status was formalized. As they spoke, the baby cooed softly in her mother’s arms, an oblivious beacon of innocence amidst their serious talk.