Audrey’s POV
Drew had been gone ten days. Not long by tour standards—but long enough to miss the way the house buzzed differently when he was around. Long enough to feel his absence in the silence after dinner. In the lonely way Ian reached for the phone, instead of his arms.
Life had become a careful juggling act—balancing work, Ian, and the endless bureaucratic obstacles tied to my visa. I spent every spare second chasing signatures, waiting on callbacks, rewriting documents. And when I asked NTX to add a sponsorship clause for Ian in my renewal?
They turned me down. Politely, but firmly.
“It is the employee’s responsibility to initiate independent dependent sponsorship. Your renewal will proceed under the original terms.”
Translation: You're on your own.