"No," she said, sliding the folder back across the table. "I'm keeping the only thing that actually belongs to us. We aren't building condos, Simon. We're building a foundation."
The fluorescent lights of the hospital hallway hummed at a frequency that seemed to vibrate right through Ashlee’s skull. In her hand, she clutched the manila folder—the "Part 2" to a decision that had kept her awake for forty-eight hours straight. [S7E23] Ashlee's Big Decision: Part 2
She walked into the office, but it wasn't just the architect waiting there. It was her brother, Simon, looking anxious. "No," she said, sliding the folder back across the table
Ashlee stood, her knees feeling like they were made of water. In Part 1, it had been about the discovery: the sudden inheritance of her grandmother’s estate, paired with the devastating news that the historic library at its center was structurally unsound. She had two choices: sign the demolition papers to make way for a lucrative, life-changing condo development, or sink every penny of her own savings into a restoration project that had no guarantee of success. We're building a foundation
As she walked out of the clinic, the weight hadn't lifted, but for the first time in years, she knew exactly where she was going. The credits rolled on the image of Ashlee standing in front of the crumbling stone gates, a hammer already in her hand.
"You don't have to be the hero, Ash," Simon whispered as she sat down. "That money could pay for Mom’s care for the next decade. Gran would have understood."
The architect cleared his throat. "The developers need an answer by five. If you sign, the wire transfer hits your account tomorrow morning."