Several days later, Bella walked into the familiar diner, its warm atmosphere and comforting smells promising a respite from the mounting stress. But today, the once-inviting ambiance felt distant, unable to thaw the chill of her worries.
Seated at the same corner booth where she first found solace in this new city, she couldn't help but notice the weight of her laptop bag, carrying the weight of her expectations. Hopes of securing a stable living space, finding work, and building a future for herself and her unborn child rested heavily on her shoulders. Yet, the realities of her situation had hit her with unrelenting force.
Her fingers scrolled through listings for studio apartments, her initial enthusiasm diminishing with each requirement—proof of income, credit checks, background scre
