Dove
The air felt extremely different when I entered my bedroom suite knowing that I had a good ten to fifteen million net worth behind my name. My heart hadn't stopped thundering in my chest since I had found out. Is this what a heart attack felt like? Knowing that the thought of money, the fear of being broke and not being able to afford even the basic things at times, was no longer a reality for me.
The financial freedom I felt was so much that my legs gave up on me as soon as I entered my bedroom. I needed a moment to be alone, Mr Billie had invited us for breakfast with his large family and Mama had gone to get ready; apparently Mr Benedito made her nervous. I needed to regroup my thoughts before I went out.
