Luía listened intently, her eyes scanning the spacious room that seemed to weigh heavy with stories untold. The grandeur of the place did not intimidate her; rather, it seemed to ignite a spark of curiosity and determination within her. She nodded, acknowledging Ricardo’s words, but inside, her heart braced for the challenges she could sense looming ahead.
As Ricardo finished his brief introduction, Luía took a deep breath. “I understand, Mr. Mendonza. I’ll start with the cleaning and try to stay out of the girls’ way,” she replied with a subtle nod, her voice steady despite the daunting task before her.
As she walked through the mansion, the echoes of past happiness seemed to whisper in the corridors. Rooms that once buzzed with life now stood in solemn silence, each telling its own tale of loss and longing. The air was thick with an unspoken sadness that no amount of wealth could wash away.
