I was broke, exhausted, and one decision away from crossing a line I swore I’d never cross. The ring glittered between bruised apples like a dare from the universe, my kids’ eyes on me, my conscience screaming. Rent or right and wrong? Survival or soul? I picked the one thing we could still afford: integrity. Hours later, everything I thought I knew about struggle, sacrifice, and what the world gives back to people like me was torn apa… Continues…
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