Chapter 13 - Unspoken Debts
Secrets, especially heavy ones, always find the light. Hannah was improving. Her speech was nearly normal, and she could walk with a cane. They had moved into a small, rented ground-floor apartment. Elias was working a remote consulting job to make ends meet, claiming he just "downsized" to focus on her.
But one afternoon, while looking for a pen, Hannah found the legal documents detailing the sale of Elias’s shares and his home. She stared at the numbers, her hands trembling. When Elias came home, she threw the papers onto the kitchen table.
"What is this?" she demanded, leaning heavily on her cane.
Elias froze. "Hannah, it's just logistics—"
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"You sold everything! Your firm, your home, your life!" She was sobbing now, a mix of profound love and devastating guilt. "You bought my life, Elias. How am I ever supposed to repay you?"
He walked over to her, taking the papers and tossing them into the trash bin. He gently cupped her face. "You don't. You just live. That's the only return on investment I ever want."
