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Mama's condition grew worse.
She wasn't improving. Instead, she was getting sicker by the day. The little strength she once had was disappearing, and she could no longer do anything to support me.
That meant I was practically on my own. Apart from the little help Daniel was giving me, I had to find a way to support myself. And honestly, there were times when things became extremely difficult.
There were days when I had nothing to eat. I would become completely broke, with nothing left in my pocket, and I would simply wait until I found a little business I could do. Once I made some money, I would manage it carefully and continue again.
It wasn't an easy life. I was trying to survive university, take care of myself, worry about Mama, and somehow keep everything together.
Daniel was helping me whenever he could, but he was also struggling. He wasn't rich, and I never expected him to carry all my problems. He was doing his best, just as I was doing mine.
Then there was the internship. The company was taking a lot of my time. Because of the nature of the work and the responsibilities we were given, I couldn't do as many little hustles as I used to. My time was no longer completely mine.
I would leave early, spend most of the day at the company, and return tired. Sometimes, I wished I had more time to make money outside the internship.
But I couldn't abandon the opportunity. I knew how important it was. So I kept trying to balance everything.
Whenever I could find a little business to do, I did it. Whenever Daniel could help, he helped. And whenever Mama had the strength to encourage me, she did.
We were all simply doing what we could. Then, one day, something was announced at the company.
The owner of the company was coming to the country. Apparently, he was coming to pay the employees a visit. The announcement immediately caused a different kind of excitement in the organization.
Everyone started talking about it. The owner was not someone we saw every day. He was the person behind the company, the man whose name carried weight within the organization.
So, naturally, his visit was a big deal. The employees began preparing. People wanted everything to look perfect before he arrived. The atmosphere around the company slowly changed. Even though I was dealing with so many personal problems outside those walls, I couldn't help but become curious.
I wondered what the owner would be like.
Would he be strict?
Would he be friendly?
Would he even notice the interns?
I had no idea.
At that point, I was simply focused on doing my work properly and getting through my internship. I had bigger problems waiting for me at home.
Mama was getting worse. My finances were getting worse.
And every day, I was becoming more tired. Yet, somehow, I continued.
I didn't know that the arrival of the company owner would soon become much more significant to me than I ever expected.
