Some people never learn.They see what you have—what you bled for—and they think it should be theirs. Not because they earned it. Not because they woke before the sun or buried themselves in the work or carried the weight day after day. But because they want it. And in their minds, that’s enough.They weren’t there when your hands shook from

It came sudden, like gunfire after too long a silence. Lights flipped on. Roaches ran. The kind of moment you don’t see coming but feel in your bones three days before it hits. When the air grows heavy and the coffee tastes wrong. That’s how you know.They thought no one would notice. Thought they could keep stealing, lying, twisting. Thought th