“I didn’t quit today,” she said.
And Leila, breathless and teary, finally understood: being strong didn’t mean never falling. It meant having someone who believed in you enough to help you stand up again—one tiny, possible step at a time.
“You grew a new leaf,” he said.
“Mr. Abolfazl?” she whispered. “I need… help. But I have no discipline. No strength. I’ve tried everything, but I always quit.”
“I didn’t quit today,” she said.
And Leila, breathless and teary, finally understood: being strong didn’t mean never falling. It meant having someone who believed in you enough to help you stand up again—one tiny, possible step at a time.
“You grew a new leaf,” he said.
“Mr. Abolfazl?” she whispered. “I need… help. But I have no discipline. No strength. I’ve tried everything, but I always quit.”