My mom called me useless for not sending $10K like my sister! when I tried to say! Dad cut me off…

The Secret Financial Pact

Meera meanwhile flourished at university and was soon scouted by a talent agency during a shopping trip with friends. My parents were over the moon, constantly talking about her modeling career.

One day, Meera called me, her voice full of excitement and gratitude. “We owe everything to Mom and Dad,” she said. “Let’s start giving them $12,000 each month to show our appreciation”.

The amount shocked me: $12,000 was a lot of money. While modeling might pay well, I was only making about $6,000 a month at my job. If I agreed, I’d have to cut my expenses drastically, and even then, I’d need to find extra income.

Reluctantly, I decided to take on weekend work as a security guard at a construction site. The job paid well but was physically grueling. Summers were scorching, and winters bitterly cold.

Many times I thought about quitting. Despite the difficulties, I continued, driven by a mix of family loyalty and the desire to not feel lesser than my sister. Deep down, I clung to my grandfather’s words, hoping that after these hard times, happiness would once again bloom for me, just like the amandus of spring.