Rodrigo Alarcón stood there, feeling a deep vulnerability he had never known before. Money had always been his shield and his weapon, but now it was useless against the tide of fate confronting his daughter. The elderly doctor, Dr. Asiún, continued, his voice steady and firm, “What matters is whether you are willing to change, to truly be present for your daughter. This is not a transaction. It’s a journey.”
Claudia watched intently, holding little Camila, who whimpered softly in her arms. Her heart ached for the child but also for Rodrigo, who seemed lost for the first time in his life.
Rodrigo nodded, tears forming once more. “I’ll do anything,” he murmured, his voice breaking. “Anything for Camila.”
