sentence landed quietly inside me.
And something finally closed.
Kayla wiped tears from her cheeks.
“I can’t believe you did this for me.”
I could.
Because I had already seen the withdrawal request that morning.
Seven thousand dollars.
Taken from the family emergency account.
The account I had created after Dad’s surgery.
The account I had funded entirely by myself.
The account everyone had promised never to touch without asking me first.
I opened the banking app beneath the table.
Available balance: $83,412.19.
They had taken $7,000
