Love, Lies and Legacy
#While returning home from a late-night shift, I was knocked down by a delivery rider.
The girl riding it was deaf and mute, looking no older than a teenager.
I couldn’t bring myself to make things difficult for her, so I paid for the medical expenses at the hospital on my own.
Limping back home, I saw a familiar delivery helmet lying at the doorway.
From inside, laughter echoed through the walls.
“She’s such a fool. I was just pretending but she believed it anyway.”