BETWEEN LOVE AND AMBITION

ach day bringing them closer to an inevitable clash. Ada's frustrations, lo

th anger and exhaustion. Her words hung in the air, heavy and unyielding. "Why can't we

He sighed deeply before responding, choosing his words carefully. "Ada, I know it's ha

pouring water into a bottomless pit. His words,

g. While we wait, others are living! They're traveling, they're laughing, they're... h

tance between them was no longer just emotional-it was physical now. "Ada," he said softly, "don't compare our

itterness. "A pile of debts? Dreams we keep pushing further and furt

nswers. The truth was, he felt the weight of their struggles just as much as she did. He too had mom

to bridge the gap seemed clumsy and insufficient. He brought Ada flowers one day-a gesture he hadn't made in years-but instead of grat

like she was talking to a wall. "It's not just about the money,

ning, his frustration finally breaking through. "Ever

rcles while everyone else moves forward?" Ada's voice cracked u

utions seemed elusive. At night, he lay awake, staring at the ceiling, replaying their arg

was slipping into a cycle of monotony and survival. She remembered the dreams they had once shared: traveling the world, start

herself in front of a café she used to frequent before life became so overwhelming. On a whim, she went inside and ordered her favorite coffee. As she sat by t

oped to sketch out a plan to ease their financial woes. The weight of their struggles p

houghts that had swirled in her mind, but she couldn't find the words. And Tunde, too weary to start another

make the first move, to find a way back to what they had once shared. But as the days turned