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~Velma’s POV
Grandpa nodded, letting me continue.
“I could not believe it,” I admitted. “I kept waiting for him to say I had to leave. I kept waiting for him to tell me it was too much, too complicated. But he never did. He just… showed me the way. He enrolled me, paid for everything, and then just… let me breathe, let me start living again. And that… that changed everything for me. It changed how I saw myself, how I felt about being a mother, how I felt about love, about hope.”
Grandpa’s eyes glimmered, proud and a little teary.
“And that, my dear Velma,” he said slowly, “is how you became unstoppable. That is how you learned that love can be more than a word. That it can be action, protection, and belief.”
I smiled at him, my chest feeling full, something I had not felt in a lo
