. His words felt empty because good days were a rare luxury for Mike.

Another notification buzzed on his phone—a reminder of yet another overdue medical bill.

His mother, Kaila, had been battling a relentless illness, and the hospital visits and treatments were swallowing what little money they had.

Mike worked six grueling days a week, but it was never enough.

When he got home, the small apartment he shared with his mother was dimly lit, and Kaila sat bundled on the couch under a thin blanket.“Hey, Mom,” Mike said softly, setting down his bag.