Chapter 18 My New life one

• “Here’s your cut,” Ray, my manager, said, handing me a small bundle of cash. I took it, counting the bills quickly to ensure it was the right amount before tucking it into my pocket.
• As I stepped out onto the road, I couldn’t shake the weight of the past that I thought I had left behind. Five years had passed since I walked away from my mom and brother in the city, believing I could start anew.
• I had hoped to escape my circumstances, to forge a better future for myself. Yet, despite my relentless efforts, I found myself caught in a cycle I couldn’t break.