Later that evening, as I was getting ready for bed, Alex knocked on my door. With a heartfelt smile, he thanked me—not just for the car, but for everything I had done for him over the years. “I love you,” he said simply. And in that moment, I realized something important: the car was just a symbol. The real gift was knowing that Alex understood how much I cared for him, and that our bond was stronger than any attempt to take credit away from me.