I sold his motorcycle. Secretly. Through a friend.
Quickly, before he could leave for his “trip across the country.”
I paid off all my loans. I got my peace back. I got my future back.
But my father… He lost it. He screamed, shouted, called me a traitor. Said I had stolen his last dream.
He was shaking. I had never seen him like that. Then — silence.
What happened next changed everything…
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