Cómo entrenar un Pitbull

Previously

…But looking down at Roca, feeling the steady rhythm of his breathing, Mateo felt a profound sense of peace. He was learning, day by day, to trust Roca, and to trust himself. And he knew, with a quiet certainty, that their journey was just beginning. He wondered, as he watched Roca’s ears twitch in his sleep, what the next encounter would bring, and whether the whispers in the village would ever soften into something akin to acceptance. He hoped, with all his heart, that they would. The path ahead was uncertain, but for now, in the quiet solitude of his yard, with his loyal companion by his side, Mateo felt a sense of hope, as bright and unwavering as Roca’s red ball.