Emily POV
With a sense of determination burning in my heart, I gazed at Roman and Brianna, my dear friends whose presence meant more to me than words could convey. The foundation we were planning felt like a ray of hope piercing through the shadows of grief, a way to transform pain into purpose.
"Thank you both," I said, my voice filled with sincerity. "This means everything to me."
Brianna's smile was radiant, her eyes reflecting the shared understanding between us. "Emily, we're in this together. We'll make this foundation a reality and honor your mother's memory."
Roman's reassuring presence beside me spoke volumes, his unwavering support a silent promise that he would be by my side every step of the way. "Emily, your strength and resilience inspire me every day. I have no doubt that this foundation will make a positive impact."
The path ahead seemed clearer than ever before, and as we discussed logistics and possibilities, I felt a renewed sense of purpose coursing through my vein
