The tour continued, and with each room, Mateo felt his heart swell with a mixture of pride, gratitude, and overwhelming emotion. Don Carlos was not just showing him renovations; he was showing him the future. He was showing him hope made tangible, dreams made real.
The next stop was the library. Mateo had spent countless hours in the old library as a child, a small, cramped room with outdated books and broken furniture. It had been a sanctuary, a place where he could escape the noise and chaos of the orphanage, where he could lose himself in stories of adventure, of heroes, of worlds far beyond his own.
But the old library was gone. In its place was a bright, spacious room that looked like something out of a dream.
The walls were lined with floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, each one filled with new books fiction, non-fiction, textbooks, graphic novels, books in Spanish, Catalan, English, and even a few in other languages.
