As I told my family, the whole family was overjoyed. SubhanAllah. This job meant more to us than it does to other regular families. A lot of things depended on this job. Unlike others, our life could have drastically changed if I hadn't gotten a job within this limited period of time.
I saw my mother crying tears of joy, after a long time. I saw the open and free smile in my father's face after a long time.
That was also the day I decided to finally draw a conclusion with the guy. He was a good guy mashaAllah, but not for me. We were similar, and yet too different from ways that mattered the most. I found it difficult to draw a middle ground between him and my family. I was doubtful from the beginning, but those doubts never cleared up. Instead he also became doubtful. The more days went by, the more incompatible we seemed. I took it to be the answer to my istekhara.
Surely everything happens for a reason. Allah (swt) knows best. Who knows, maybe the right guy is around the corner.