Chapter 41 - The Quiet Aftermath
The transition of leadership at the San Ángel foundation reached a milestone as Sofia, now fully immersed in her university finance studies, began taking an active role in auditing the educational grants.
I sat in the garden pavilion, watching her review scholarship distributions for local high school graduates. Her sharp eye for detail and natural empathy mirrored Andrés’s analytical brilliance combined with a deep, grounded compassion.
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“Mom, look at this application from the northern district,” Sofia said, looking up with bright, focused eyes. “This student’s family situation reminds me of how you used to talk about your early days before you met Dad.”
I smiled softly, walking over to place a hand on her shoulder. “Every number represents a human story, sweetheart. Never forget the people behind the spreadsheets.”
