Neighbors Thought He Was Hoarding Old Windows, Until They Saw What He Built

Frank’s Breaking Point

“You have absolutely no idea what you’re ruining,” Frank finally said, his voice trembling with frustration and exhaustion. Marcus stared at him, refusing to back down. “Then tell me the truth.” Frank looked toward the hidden cages, the unfinished walls, and lowered his head. “I wasn’t ready for this,” he whispered softly.