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“I don’t want to make you uncomfortable,” Daniel continued carefully. “But I was wondering if I could buy you all a proper meal. No expectations. Just food.”

“We’re not asking for charity,” she said quietly.
“I know,” Daniel replied. “That’s why I’m asking.”

She searched his face, looking for pity or judgment. Finding neither, she looked down at her children.
“I lost my father recently,” Daniel said after a moment. “He believed people shouldn’t have to struggle alone when help is offered honestly. Today, I’d like to honor that.”
María swallowed, her eyes shining despite her effort to stay composed.