The days rolled by with the tranquil harmony of a life built together. Eduardo immersed himself in meetings, new investors, and growth strategies for the foundation's projects. Meanwhile, Elisa devoted herself intensely to expanding the art and movement programs for treating children, with the glow of someone who watched something much greater than expected flourish.
The foundation was now a living organism, rooms filled with musical notes, corridors bustling with children's footsteps, voices, dreams, and small miracles.
On a Tuesday morning, during breakfast, Eduardo was leafing through a report when he paused, thoughtful.
You know what's missing? he asked, without looking up.
More time to rest? Elisa replied, amused.
He smiled.
That too. But I was thinking of something different. Something that shows the world the real impact of the foundation. A presentation.
She raised her eyebrows.
A presentation?
