Rachel barely remembered leaving the café. The transfer notification remained on her phone screen as she hurried through the crowded streets of Madrid. Even after checking it several times, she still could not believe the amount sitting pretty in her account. Fifty thousand euros. The number looked unreal. Every time she took her eyes off the phone, she expected it to disappear. For weeks, she had lived with the fear that Benjamin's condition would worsen before she could raise enough money. She had worked long hours at Sterling Tech during the day and spent her nights at Malasaña. She sacrificed sleep and every comfort she could afford, yet it had never seemed enough. No matter how much she saved, another bill always appeared. Now, for the first time in a very long time, she had a chance
