Chapter 104
Elena’s POV:
Maxcester City. The words stared back at me from the white of the acceptance letter, a single line beneath the bold heading of Legacy Motors
The HQ of Legacy. The very heart of the global automotive empire I’d only ever dreamed of being a part of
I felt confused. I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry.
Better facilities, unparalleled opportunities–the rational part of my brain screamed with excitement. This was it. The chance i’d been working towards. the validation of years of dedication and late nights fueled by lukewarm coffee and sheer willpower.
But then the cold reality crashed down on me, once again. A three–hour drive. How could I possibly manage that commute every single day? The thought of spending six hours on the road, on top of a demanding internship, was enough to make my already weary bodyache.
It wasn’t just about the time; it was the sheer physical toll it would take.
And then there was Mom. The image of her tired face, etched with worry lines that seemed to deepen with each passing day, flashed before my eyes.
It’s not like I could just tell her to go with me, especially not when she finally seemed to be finding a semblance of routine with her job
Before all this mess–before Dmitri’s betrayal, before Dad’s passing, before Mom’s heart scare, and most importantly, before the life growing inside me- 1 would have insisted. I would have told her to resign, packed our bags, and dragged her along with me, my enthusiasm overriding any objections she might have.
But now, everything was different. The weight of the tiny life within me added an entirely new layer of responsibility, a profound shift in perspective. knew, with certainty, that she would never agree to rely on me so completely now
Especially with a grandchild on the way. She wouldn’t allow me to spend my money on her. Even though I’d always anticipated the day I could take care of her. The roles were supposed to reverse eventually, with mu taking care of her, not the other way around. I wanted her to relax now that she was nearing sixty
A sigh escaped my lips.
I’d left Mielle Last night near the university gates, watching her climb into the back of a casil’d flagged down for her.
She’d insisted i take it, but the bus felt like a safer choice without the pressure of polite conversation. I hadn’t been able to bring myself to look at the acceptance email again.
The sheer shock of the location had sent my heart racing. It felt incredibly unfair, a cruel twist of fate delivered just when a sliver of hope had begun to
bloom.
So, I’d kept the full details to myself, offering Mielle a vague hum of agreement. Aher all, no matter how comfortable and connected we’d felt in that brief hour or so, it didn’t mean I could just spill all my complicated life problems onto her so easily. The idea of burdening her with this felt premature, almost
ridiculous.
The exams were finally over. All that remained was the graduation ceremony. Then, I’d finally say goodbye to the university grounds, the constant, unwelcome reminders of my past life fading into memory. No more accidental run–ins with Dmitri in the crowded hallways. No more of Lacar’s unsettling presence lurking behind me.
Things had been strangely quiet these past few weeks, a deceptive calm that left me feeling oddly on edge, like the silence before a storm.
My mind drifted back to Priya. Her face haunted my thoughts. How would her family be feeling right now? The raw, gaping wound of loss. Probably devastated. I understood that kind of pain all too well I’d lost Dad.
Who exactly was this serial killer preying on the city? The news reports were vigue, sensationalizing the horror without providing any real answers. Why was he only targeting women of color? Was that truly the sole motive? The questions swirled in my mind, leaving a knot of unease in my stomach.
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I swallowed. Mom hadn’t entered my mom today.
She’d already come back from work. I heard the sound of the keys and her shoes fid cooked dinner when she was at work nothing vegetable soup accompanied by toasted gailit beraid,
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I should probably get up and heat the leftover food. A groan escaped my lips as I sluggishly pushed myself off the bed, the lethargy of early pregnancy. clinging to me like a heavy blanket.
My feet dragged against the worn carpet as I made my way down the stair
My head turned left as I reached the landing, and frowned. Mom was sprawled out on the couch. Was she sapping?
At this hour? It was almost six in the evening. And she hadn’t even had dinner yet. A knot of worry tightened in my stomach.
Imade my way over to the couch and bent down to gently take her hand. Her skin didn’t feel overly warm, reassuring me that a fever was the cause of her unusual slumber. Her hands weren’t too cold either.
She jolted awake at my touch, her eyes fluttering open. She blinked a few times, trying to orient herself, then groggily sat up, pushing a stray strand of silver–streaked hair from her forehead. “You’re here? Oh…right. I forgot you weren’t in university today” She yawned and I frowned, my concern deepening
“Sorry, honey,” she mumbled, rubbing her eyes with the back of her hand.
But I shook my head. “I was feeling a little lethargic myself, so I didn’t come down to greet you earlier. Are you feeling okay?” I asked, my voice laced with genuine worry. She chuckled softly. “Oh, nothing just getting older is all. Don’t worry your pretty little head about it. Ah. I didn’t make dinner, did 17” she said, a hint of guilt in her voice, and I pursed my lips
She looked utterly exhausted, the shadows under her eyes more pronounced than usual. Mom was already fifty–eight. How much longer until she could finally retire, put her feet up, and enjoy the fruits of her years of hard labor?
How would I be able to properly care for her in the future if I didn’t quickly secure a stable, well–paying job?
I didn’t know why I was even agonizing over the internship decision so much. An internship at Legacy wasn’t just an incredible opportunity, a golden ticket into the industry, but it also came with a fixed income for six months- a substantial amount that could truly make a difference to our current Financial situation. And beyond that, the experience and the Legacy name on my resume would undoubtedly make it significantly easier to land a permanent job afterwards, even if that job had a slightly lower starting income than the internship. That would be then, though. So months felt like a
lifetime away.
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