"It's always been this way, Rodrigo," he said. "It was all about location, expansion, the future. Everything focused on the present."

For the first time, Rodrigo felt that he might have confused development with escape.

"My dream won't be just another project," he said quietly.

"Prove it," Gabriela replied. "Don't just show off how good-looking you are."

He bent down, picked up the wood, and started walking away.

“My home remains the same as always,” he added. “If you want to meet him when he’s born, you’ll know where to find me.”

Valetipa looked at Rodrigo sternly.

"If you choose this path," he said, "nothing will ever be the same again."

Rodrigo moved slowly.

-I know.

He got on his horse and left without looking back.

Rodrigo was left alone on the road, watching the silhouette of Gabriela slowly but steadily fade away, taking with her the life he had previously ignored.

For the first time he didn't think about work, business or prestige.

He thought of the child he had not yet met.

And for the woman who had the strength to leave without him.

And he realized, with a new weight on his chest, that true development is not always upward.

Sometimes it forces you to come back.

To rebuild.

Sorry.

Let's start right away.