My dad screamed that my ‘measly’ teacher salary should go to my golden

My dad screamed that my ‘measly’ teacher salary should go to my golden

She looked up, surprised to see him standing there. “Yeah. Just trying to iron out the details for tomorrow’s meeting. I’m… I’m just not sure everything’s ready.”

Tom walked over, leaning against the counter next to her. “You’re killing it, Anna. You know that, right?”

Anna sighed, her fingers tapping on the edge of her mug. “I don’t know, Tom. I just feel like there’s so much that could go wrong. It’s not just about the tech anymore. We need investors to believe in us, in the vision. If I don’t convince them tomorrow, if they see flaws or—”

“Stop.” Tom cut her off gently, his voice calm. “You’ve done everything right. We’ve all done everything right. You’ve put your heart into this, and that’s what matters. Trust the process. Trust the team. And trust yourself.”

She met his gaze, and for the first time in a while, she felt the doubt begin to lift. It was as if his words anchored her, grounding her in the reality of everything they had already achieved. They had come this far, and they could make it all the way.

“You’re right,” Anna said, her voice steadier. “I just need to focus. Focus on what we’ve built.”

“Exactly,” Tom agreed with a smile. “Now, let’s get some sleep. Tomorrow is a big day.”

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