Sometimes, I still think about that Saturday. The sound of the mop scraping against the floor. The smell of bleach. The little girl who thought she had to earn love by cleaning.
But now, when I see Emma twirling in her own new dress, her face bright with a confidence she earned not from chores, but from unconditional love, I know she’s finally learning the truth.
Love isn’t something you have to deserve.
It’s something you should never have been denied.
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