Lena’s POV
Another delivery arrived the next afternoon.
I had just finished hanging laundry on the small balcony when the knock came. Three large, elegant boxes waited outside our door, each one wrapped with a sleek black ribbon. My heart sank and fluttered at the same time as I dragged them inside one by one.
This time it wasn’t just a laptop or a study desk.
The first box contained designer clothes — soft silk dresses, tailored blouses, and skirts that looked like they cost more than our monthly rent. The second held expensive sneakers for Cleo, the exact limited-edition pair he had been staring at longingly for months. The third box revealed a brand-new smartphone, thin and gleaming, with a handwritten note placed neatly on top.
“So you never have to worry about your old one dying
