Sandra May stared long outside her window and sipped a cup of coffee that has already run cold. She took a deep breath, dropped the cup of coffee, and picked up the mail on her table that has already piled up during the week. Hesitating, she picked them up one after the other, opening each as if her last hope was going to be taken away from her. She opened one with the heading‘TREAT AS URGENTAnd immediately she felt a cold touch run down her spine, her heart beating rapidly. She summoned the courage to read the rest of the content and to her uttermost surprise it was a mail from her father who has never written to her before, not even after hearing what had happened to her. With intensity she quickly read through it;Daughter,I am writing this to you with so much pain in my heart. How can you bring this upon us, our family’s reputation, MY REPUTATION? The banks you borrowed from keep calling almost all the time. You better fix this as soon as possible, you already brought enough di

Sandra’s journey had been arduous, marked by countless obstacles and self-doubt .but in the depths of her solitude, she discovered an unyielding resolve, a quiet strength that propelled her forward. undeterred by her family’s rejection, she had vowed to forge her path, seeking out opportunities to learn and grow as a sculptor.In her recollections, she remembered how she had taken on odd jobs, meticulously saving every penny to fund her art education. She had worked tirelessly, juggling multiple roles while attending night classes, honing her sculpting skills during every spare moment. The weight of responsibility coupled with the constant struggle to prove herself had been a daunting burden to bear yet her determination refused to waver. Through the sleepless nights and the setbacks she encountered, she discovered a profound resilience within herself. Each setback only fueled her desire to succeed, pushing her to work harder and strive for excellence.The memories coalesced as the sh