The stadium roared with applause as names were called, one after another. I sat in my cap and gown, heart pounding, waiting for mine. When the announcer finally said it, when I stood and crossed the stage, I saw her—my mother—standing in the crowd, tears streaking her face. She waved, clutching a bouquet of lilies, and in that moment, I felt like everything I’d worked for had been worth it. But later, when the caps had been tossed and the cameras had clicked, she pulled me aside, her hand trembling…
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