From Trash Bag to Cash Bag

Chapter 45

Achiel couldn't hold back the tears, which was tugging at the sides of his eyes. The middle-aged woman was not only looking sick, but it looked like she had been in that position for a very long time.

"Oh, Achiel..." Her voice broke as tears flooded her face.

Achiel moved closer to her and sat in the bed, hugging her. He held warmly and tight to her for a long time. It has been forever since he had seen her.

She was the caregiver of the adoption home. She was like the only mother he had ever heard before he was adopted into the Auroville Mansion.

It's been over decades since he had seen her. She was very chubby and healthy when last he saw her. But now, she was all skinny and weary.

She should be in her late forties, but she already looked like she was climbing the ladders of her late seventies. How bad things had been for her. He couldn't begin to imagine.

The homeless man who had been running to hold Achiel back couldn't act anymore. He stood at the door wondering how the care