“I found him this morning,” Aaron continued. “He described you, your apartment, and the way you always brought him food even when you had very little yourself.”
The neighbors watched openly now, whispering with wide eyes.
Aaron straightened and said firmly, “Thank you for taking care of my father when nobody else did.”
Felicity shook her head quickly. “I just fed him. That is all.”
Aaron studied her closely. “You did more than that.”
He glanced around her surroundings, at the peeling paint, the uneven floor, the thin curtain, and then back at her tired face.
“Where do you work?” he asked.
“At a diner downtown,” she replied quietly. “Lakeview Grill.”
Aaron nodded slowly. “That diner belongs to my company.”
Her knees almost failed her. He continued without hesitation. “As of today, you are the general manager of Lakeview Grill.”
The world seemed to stop moving. No one spoke. Even the birds on the power line above fell silent.
“I do not understand,” Felicity said, fear overtaking shock. “Sir, I am only a server.”
Aaron met her gaze steadily. “You are someone who chose kindness when no one was watching. That matters more to me than experience.”