A Library Full of Stories
The next morning at nine, Rodrigo led her into the grand library. Double-height ceilings, shelves brimming with books, first editions tucked among stacks.
“It’s beautiful,” Luciana breathed.
“Organize it however you see fit,” Rodrigo told her. “There’s no rush.”
For the first time in months, she felt purpose stir inside her. She had work, shelter, and a chance to rebuild.
