Everything on hold
“The city scrapped the plan completely,” Willem said, his tone heavy with frustration. “This station became nothing but an unused shell—proof of wasted ambition.” His words tightened. “When the project failed, so did I. Employers wouldn’t take me back. I carried scars of a rough past—gang ties, mistakes that nobody forgave. Even when I tried, nobody wanted to believe I’d changed. That rejection followed me, clinging like a shadow impossible to shake.”
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