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Chapter 153

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Chapter 153

Shania stood in the doorway of the bustling activity center inside her foundation. The space, which had once been a derelict building, was now alive with purpose. Bright murals adorned the walls, painted by survivors and local artists who wanted to contribute. The air buzzed with conversation, laughter, and the sound of children playing in the adjacent daycare room.

It had been just over a month since the grand opening, and the transformation was nothing short of miraculous. Shania watched as a group of women sat in a circle, their chairs pulled close as they shared stories, their voices low but steady. There was a time when she couldn’t imagine standing in a place like this—leading it, even. Yet here she was, not just surviving but thriving.

“Mrs. Marlowe, the contractor’s here to discuss the additional renovations,” one of her assistants said, breaking her thoughts.

“Thank you, Megan. I’ll be there in a minute.”

She gave one last glance at the group before heading to her
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