As security guards escorted his traitorous uncle out of the building in absolute disgrace, Rodrigo felt an overwhelming sense of liberation wash over his weary soul. He walked back to his desk, noticing the faint stain of yellow watercolor still lingering near his collar from Sofi’s playful brushstrokes the day before. Smiling softly at the unexpected reminder of human warmth, he picked up the phone to call Elena with an offer that would change both of their lives forever. He realized that true strength did not come from building walls to keep people out, but from having the courage to let the right light in.
