Time passed. Alexandru earned the trust of his coworkers—not because of who helped him, but because of his quiet competence and unwavering work ethic.
Full Circle
One evening, Marin came by with a simple request: “Come with me.”
They drove in silence to the city’s edge, stopping in front of a modest home.
Outside stood an elderly woman in a headscarf.
Alexandru’s breath caught. “Mama?”
Nearly a decade had passed since they last saw each other. After his downfall, he had vanished, consumed by shame.
She had searched endlessly through clinics, shelters, and hospitals. And now, here he was.
As they embraced, tears flowed freely. Marin stood nearby and said softly, “I figured both of you deserved a second chance.”
Later, Victoria revealed that she had arranged the reunion.
Since that fateful night, she had changed, too. She started volunteering at shelters. “I was lost as well,” she admitted.
“Not in the streets, but in my heart.”
The House of Chance
One year on, Alexandru had rebuilt a modest yet fulfilling life. He had his job, his mother, a cat, and quiet Sundays spent with Marin and Victoria.
Near the same theater where it all began, he once saw another purse snatching. He didn’t chase—he shouted.
This time, people responded. The thief was caught, the girl unharmed.
Alexandru smiled, knowing he no longer needed to fight chaos to feel whole.
Two years passed.
Then one day, Victoria arrived with a small box. Inside was a photo.
“We’re opening a shelter,” she said, “for people who just need a chance.
And I want you to be part of it.”
The sign outside read: “House of Chance”
Dedicated to the man who showed that no matter how far someone falls, they can rise—and lift others with them.
Alexandru looked at the photo. And for the first time in years, his tears fell freely.
