Robert paused, letting the weight of his words settle over the room. He could see Eleanor growing increasingly uncomfortable, her icy demeanor starting to crack. But this wasn’t about her. This was about Anna, and about setting the record straight.
“I don’t have a fancy apartment to give,” Robert continued, his voice unwavering. “But what I have, I’ve earned with hard work and dedication. Just as Anna has earned the love and respect of everyone who knows her. So, while I may not have the wealth that some here have, I know what real riches are. And I’ve given Anna the strength to know her own worth.”
