As weeks turned into months, Toby’s resolve strengthened. He had found someone who saw beyond the surface, who valued kindness and respect above all else. It was time to reveal his true identity.

One evening, after the hospital had quieted down, Toby asked Grace to meet him in the staff garden. Under the twinkling stars, he confessed, “Grace, there’s something you should know. I’m not really James, the janitor. My name is Toby Adamola. I’m the owner of this hospital.”

Grace’s eyes widened in surprise, but she didn’t pull away. Instead, she smiled softly. “I had a feeling you were different. But it doesn’t change who you are inside.”

Toby was taken aback by her response, relief washing over him. “You mean, you’re not upset?”