Clara and Martin lost their son Robert five years ago. He was only eleven, a bright boy who loved stars and dreamed of building rockets. Before he was born, Martin’s parents started a college fund for him—”a little head start,” Jay, his grandfather, had said.

After Robert’s death, the fund remained untouched—a symbol of dreams that died too soon. “It became something we didn’t mention—but we also couldn’t erase it,” Clara says. The couple later tried to conceive again, but each failed attempt deepened their grief.

During a quiet family birthday dinner, Martin’s sister Amber shocked everyone: “It’s clear you’re not having another kid… Steven needs that money.” Jay responded firmly, revealing they had created equal funds for both grandsons—but Amber had spent Steven’s on a vacation. “Don’t pretend Clara and Martin have something your son didn’t.”

Amber left in silence after Clara declared, “That money isn’t sitting there for someone else to claim. It’s Robert’s. It stays.”

Later, Amber texted, accusing Clara of not loving Steven. Clara deleted it. “Love isn’t about guilt… That fund wasn’t just money. It was Robert’s dream.”

Now, Clara and Martin protect that dream—hoping, one day, it may help another child reach for the stars.