Moments ago...
Florence followed Harley into the house, finding the boy sitting on his bed, clutching a picture frame.
"She's the only family I have," Harley began, his voice trembling. "I always promised myself I'd finish my studies, become an engineer, and give her a better life. That's what kept me going. But now… what should I do?"
Florence sat beside him, Kathleen's gentle words echoing in his mind: The best way to connect with someone going through something is to be there for them. Share your experiences if you think it will help. That way, they won't feel alone, and maybe a path will open for them.
"Lady Lima said your aunt's last words were to live and survive," Florence said softly.
Harley looked up at him, his eyes filled with doubt.
"My mom said something similar before she passed," Florence replied, offering a small smile. "She told me to live, survive, and along the way, I'd find my purpose… and people who would stand by me no matter what."
