A week later, I was ready to leave again after packing up.

Asher tugged at the corner of my shirt, reluctant to part with me. "Can't you stay here longer, Mommy? I don't want you to leave."

I crouched down and gently cupped his face. "I love you, Ash, but I have my own dreams, too. Won't you support me?"

Asher bit on his lip with tears in his eyes. "I'm Mommy's good boy—I'll support you."

I nodded, gathering him into my arms.

Winston stood by the door, his car keys in his hand. "I'll send you to the airport."

I shook my head and smiled. "No need. I can call a taxi myself."

Winston fell silent for a moment. He then said, "No matter where you go, darling, I'll always wait for you."

I glanced at him, feeling a surge of warmth inside me. "Thank you, Winston."

I grabbed my suitcase and walked away. I knew that a bright future was waiting for me ahead.

My dream had always been to travel the world. In the past, I had no money, so I could only stare blankly at the scenic photos in magazines. Later on, my health worsened, and even stepping out of the hospital ward became a luxury.

But I finally had the chance now. After recuperating, I packed my bags and set off on a journey around the world.

My first stop was Pravile, the city I had always dreamed of visiting. Standing beneath the Effen Tower, my heart felt full as I looked up at the sparkling lights.

My phone rang. Winston's video call came through.

"Did you arrive at Pravile safely, darling?" he asked worriedly.

I smiled and nodded, pointing my camera toward the tower behind me. "Look. I'm finally here!"

Winston's gaze softened as he smiled. "It's beautiful. Are you happy?"

"I am," I softly replied. "This is where I dreamt of."

Winston fell silent before saying, "I can always f

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