Richard watched him with tearful eyes.
“You didn’t just save my son,” he told Isabella. “You taught me that money can’t replace presence.”
Isabella smiled.
“It wasn’t just me. It was Maria. It was the entire team. And it started because someone asked the uncomfortable question.”
She looked at Oliver—healthy, smiling—and felt that, at least that day, the world seemed a little kinder.
Because sometimes angels don’t arrive with wings.
Sometimes they arrive wearing white coats, dark circles under their eyes, driving old cars… and refusing to look away when something feels wrong.
