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Anthony looked between Nolan and Alexa, taking a deep breath before speaking.
“I feel like I need to make things concrete for you, Nolan,” Anthony said, his voice serious.
Nolan furrowed his brow, clearly confused. “What are you talking about? Concrete about what?”
Anthony took a moment to gather his thoughts before continuing. “I’m not getting any younger, Nolan. And I don’t know how many years I have left. I need to make sure that you’re prepared for the future, for when I’m no longer here.”
Nolan still looked confused, but a hint of frustration was starting to show on his face. “What does this have to do with me becoming an Architect? Why are you pushing me to do what you want?”Text property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.
Anthony sighed, rubbing his temples. “It’s not about me wanting anything, Nolan. It’s about me wanting to make sure that you’re taken care of. Becoming an Architect is a great career, one that can provide for you and your future family. I just want what’s best for you.”
Nolan shook his head. “Anthony, I don’t care about being an Architect anymore. I don’t care about your plans for me. I want to do what makes me happy.”
The room fell silent and Anthony looked taken aback by Nolan’s statement. “You don’t care about your future, Nolan? You don’t care about making sure that you’re financially stable?”
Nolan stared off into the distance with a far-off look in his eyes. Alexa watched him curiously, wondering what this unexpected moment of introspection was all about.
After a moment of silence, Nolan turned to Alexa and said, “You know, when I was away, I did a lot of thinking. I realized that I’ve been so focused on making the right decisions in my life that I forgot what it means to be truly happy.”
Alexa leaned in, interested in what he had to say. “What do you mean?”
“I mean that I don’t have to plan out every step of my life. I don’t have to make all of the right choices to find happiness. I can just live in the moment and enjoy what life has to offer,” Nolan explained.
Anthony, who had been listening quietly, couldn’t help but interject. “But what about planning for the future? What about setting goals and achieving them?”
Nolan turned to Anthony, a slight smile on his face. “I’m not saying that we shouldn’t plan for the future or set goals. But we don’t have to be so focused on these things that we forget to enjoy the present.”
Anthony huffed, still not fully convinced. He turned away and called for Alexa, signaling that it was time to leave.
As Anthony left, Alexa gathered her things, preparing to follow him out the door. But before she could leave, Nolan stopped her.
“Hey, Alexa,” he said, catching her attention. “I know you’re still deciding about what to do with us. But I just wanted to let you know that I’m willing to wait for you. Your decision is worth everything to me.”