EMMA POV
A few days after my mom was discharged from the hospital, I moved her into a new apartment, just so she could have a new life and quick recovery. She was so curious about how I had managed to afford it, but I had been dodging her questions. Now that we were settled in, she seemed more determined than ever to get an answer out of me.
"I am going to ask you again, Emma—how did you get the money? This is a huge apartment" Her voice was firm, the same tone she used when I was a child and she demanded the truth.
I sighed deeply, the exhaustion weighing down on me like a boulder. "Mom, why does it matter where the money came from? The important thing is that you’re okay now, that you're healthy. Do you even realize how much I had to spend on your surgery? On the hospital bed, the oxy
