Hope and fear
We sat in the orphanage waiting room, hope mingling with our fears. My wife fiddled with her necklace, though her gaze was fixed ahead.
“Leaving Olivia here is temporary,” I reassured, trying to mask my own fear. We knew it to be true—it was all about ensuring her a safer future.
Sometimes, the hardest decisions were the wisest coins, something we clung to during uncertain times.