He turned to me and simply said, “Finish your lunch. You’ve earned it.” That small defense felt like recognition of everything unseen—my work, my fatigue, my life.
That night, I told Alice what happened. She hugged me and said she was proud. Life didn’t change overnight, but something inside me did. Sometimes, being strong means being seen.
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