When Lena took a new high-paying cleaning job, she thought it was just another client on her growing company’s list until she saw the name. Twenty years after her aunt stole everything and abandoned her, fate had placed Lena back at her doorstep. Would she finally get justice?
When I was three, my parents died in a car crash on their way home from a weekend trip. Everything they had, including the house, the savings, and the life insurance, was supposed to go to me. My aunt, Diane, stepped in like some self-appointed guardian angel.
She wore pearls to the funeral, smiled through her tears, and told everyone she’d “take care of me.” And for a little while, she did. She moved into my parents’ house, redecorated the living room, and started referring to herself as “the only family I had left.”
I don’t remember a lot from that time, but all I know is that six months later, she took all the money my parents had left for me, sold the house, and dropped me off at a foster home. She vanished from my life as if she had never existed.
I was too young to understand betrayal, but I knew what loneliness felt like. I went from one foster home to another, unable to understand why fate had put me in such a difficult situation. By 16, I was cleaning houses after school.
By 18, offices at night. And at 23, I had my own cleaning business called PureSpace Services. While working as a cleaner during my teens, I’d learned enough to set up my own company.
I had six employees, two vans, and a reputation for perfection. I still remember the day I signed my first client contract. My hands shook so much that I smudged the ink.
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