A mother shared one plate of food with her children. A millionaire witnessed it—and what came next was beautiful beyond words.

For nearly two months, Leonardo drifted through Plaza Fundadores as though he were moving through a world that no longer belonged to him.
Since his father’s death in early autumn, life had continued at its usual pace—vendors shouting over baskets of corn, children chasing laughter across the stones, couples pausing to hold hands by the fountain—but Leonardo felt sealed off …