The boy looked at her shyly.
“Is my sister going to get better?”
Laura crouched down in front of him.
“We’re going to do everything we can.”
The boy smiled faintly.
And Laura left the house.
When she returned to the Mercedes, her assistant, Patricia, looked at her curiously.
“Is everything alright, ma’am?”
Laura looked out the window at the small blue house.
-No.
Patricia frowned.
—What happened?
Laura answered in a low voice.
—I just saw something my luxury world showed me.
—What?
Laura sighed.
—What **fighting for life** means.
The car started slowly.
But that visit changed something deep inside her.
Because that day Laura Mendoza shared a truth that no skyscraper could teach her:
The true value of a life…
It is not measured by what one possesses.
But by whom one decides to help when they need it most.
