I turned to them, stunned. “All of it?”
They smiled.
“Please stay as long as you want. We have a lot of time to make up for.”
“This is your home.”
For the first time in months, maybe years, I felt something I hadn’t expected.
Relief.
Not because everything was suddenly perfect.
But because I wasn’t struggling to survive anymore.
I touched the necklace I had believed belonged to my Nana.
The thing I almost sold, but changed everything.
And for the first time…
