My friend had no family, and when she fell seriously ill, she begged me for $6,000. I desperately needed that money myself, but I gave it to her—hoping it would save her life. She promised to pay me back… but then she disappeared.
Nine years passed. Then I heard she was back in town. I went to confront her—but when I saw her, I was stunned. She was unrecognizable: poised, elegant, and clearly successful. Her home looked like something from a design magazine—modern, warm, and beautiful. Everything I had once dreamed of.
She told me she’d left after her recovery, worked relentlessly, and had eventually become a partner at a top law firm. Now, she was returning to launch a business—and to thank me. She asked me to check my bank account.
I did. And I couldn’t hold back the tears: she had transferred $60,000 to me.
At the time, I was in the middle of a painful divorce and barely staying afloat financially. That money felt like being thrown a lifeline. She said she never forgot what I did for her—and that paying me back had driven her for years.
