The Waitress Who Helped a Broken Little Girl Without Knowing Her Father Was Watching

at the ceiling.

Even if the committee said yes, how would she do it?

Who would help her mother?

How would they live until the stipend began?

What if she tried to climb back into her old life and fell even harder?

At six in the morning, her phone alarm buzzed.

Morning medication.

Tiana stood, her knees stiff, and moved through the routine by memory.

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