As they deplaned, Alex walked with Rachel to the gate. “If you ever need anything—a job, financial help, anything—don’t hesitate to reach out,” he said, handing her a business card. “You’re doing an amazing job, and I’d hate to see someone so determined struggle without support.”

Rachel stared at the card, overwhelmed by the generosity of a man she had thought was just another passenger. “Thank you,” she said earnestly. “I don’t know how to repay you.”

Alex shook his head. “No repayment necessary. Just keep being the incredible mom you are.”

With that, Alex disappeared into the bustling airport crowd, leaving Rachel holding a card that felt like a lifeline. She hugged her still-sleeping daughter tightly, feeling for the first time in a long while that things might just be okay.