CHAPTER FIFTY ONE – NOW THEY ALWAYS SAY CONGRATULATIONS

The hallway outside was quiet, the late afternoon sun casting long shadows through the windows. Joan paused for a moment, taking in the familiar surroundings that had so recently felt hostile. Now, she felt a renewed sense of belonging, of purpose. "Ready to go home?" Sarah asked gently. Joan nodded, a small smile tugging at her lips. "Yeah. Let's go home." As they walked out of the building, Joan felt the warm sun on her face, a physical reminder of the bright future that lay ahead. The weight of the false accusations had been lifted, and though she was emotionally drained, she also felt a growing sense of strength and resilience. The morning of her graduation dawned bright and clear, a perfect reflection of Joan's mood. As she stood in front of her mirror, adjusting her cap and gown, she couldn't help but feel a surge of pride. The journey had been long and fraught with challenges, but she had persevered. "You look beautiful, honey," her father said, appearing in the doorway. Hi