Amara had always believed that success meant climbing the ladder, reaching the top, and never looking back. She was the CEO of a thriving tech startup, well respected in her field, and her days were filled with meetings, deals, and constant movement. Her sleek city apartment was filled with modern art, polished furniture, and the latest gadgets — a reflection of her fast-paced life. But beneath the surface, there was something missing. Amara hadn’t been back to her hometown in years. Life in the small village where she grew up felt like a distant memory, one she’d buried beneath her ambition and drive. Her family, though supportive, had always wondered why she never visited anymore. Even her mother’s frequent calls, with gentle reminders of family gatherings, were met with the same response: “I’m just too busy, maybe next time.” It wasn’t until her grandmother’s 90th birthday that Amara finally gave in. There was something in her mother’s voice this time, a quiet urgency. “Please come,...