Chapter 12
Chapter 12
Half a year went by.
got promoted. Team lead in the logistics department.
Salary bumped up to $5,000 a month.
Not much. But enough.
started saving again.
thousand bucks a month.
By the end of the year, I’d have over twelve grand.
it this rate, maybe in ten years I could scrape together a down payment on a small place
Maybe not.
ut so what?
had my life.
had my job.
had my future.
and all of it? I earned it myself.
ne night, I was cleaning out a drawer and found the photograph.
eventeen-year-old me, standing under the pomegranate tree, grinning like the world was mine.
stared at it for a long time.
hen I put it back in the drawer.
idn’t rip it.
idn’t burn it.
ust… left it there.
¡ecause I finally understood.
hat photograph? It was the only inheritance Dad left me.
Sot money.
Got a house.
A reminder.
A reminder to stop being the family’s backup plan.
A reminder that it was time to live for myself.
In a way, it was the best gift Dad ever gave me.
Chapter 12
I smiled and closed the drawer.
Walked over to the window. Stared out at the night.
ity lights everywhere.
Behind every light, a family.
ome warm. Some cold.
ome people grew up loved. Some grew up invisible.
was the second kind.
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