For Enzo, the smallest, Gustavo was always “Dad.” It was as simple and absolute as the sunrise.
They married in a small ceremony in the garden of the mansion, which was no longer just that of Gustavo, but their home.
No prestigious guests, no cameras, nothing of the social circus that Gustavo could have organized with his immense fortune.
Just them, the children, a priest and a few people who really loved them for what they were.
Beatriz arrived in a simple white dress that she had chosen herself, refusing any extravagant luxury for that day.
She was carrying wildflowers in her hair. Gustavo was waiting for him, his eyes shining and his hands trembling with emotion.
When she came to her side, five-year-old Enzo raised her hand and exclaimed, “My mom and dad are getting married! »
Laughter and tears came at the same time, uniting all the hearts present in the same shared joy.
Beatriz graduated three years later with honors, proving to all his determination and brilliant intelligence.
Gustavo attended the ceremony with the three children, and they applauded louder than all the other families gathered.
Enzo lost his left shoe during the celebration and did not realize it until much later, when he left.
With the Gustavo-funded project, Beatriz founded a free school for vulnerable children in his old neighborhood.
They called him “Escuela Raíces.” On the entrance wall, they painted a sentence suggested by Enzo at a dinner.
“Every child deserves to be seen by someone. This motto became the pillar of their educational and social action.
The school is growing, the project is growing, and with it, the family is also growing to their delight.
Sofia arrived four years after the wedding, small and noisy, with the eyes of Beatriz and the legendary stubbornness of Gustavo.
His three brothers welcomed him with a mixture of fascination and panic, which amused their parents a lot.
The years passed with the generosity of the happy years, full of memories and moments of complicity.
Gustavo celebrated his sixty-five years. Beatriz organized a great party because the children, who had become young adults, insisted.
Teo studied medicine. Kayo was a graphic designer and had already won a regional award for his artistic talent.
Enzo had still not decided what he wanted to do, but he was, in everyone’s opinion, the happiest of the siblings.
