From the very first conversation, I could tell this wasn’t just a company offering a service. These were people who got it. They understood what I was going through. They treated me with respect, not pity. They listened without judgment and explained what steps we could take together. They didn’t make empty promises. What they did offer was honesty, consistent communication, and tireless work. They gathered all the information they needed, explained the recovery path, and stayed with me every single step. Weeks passed. There were moments when I thought it might not work. But they never wavered. They kept pushing, kept fighting. And then, one day, I got the message: a significant portion of my funds had been recovered. I broke down in tears. Not because of the money — though that mattered — but because someone had stood by me when I thought I didn’t deserve it. ToneLimited helped me reclaim more than my financial footing. They helped me reclaim my sense of agency, of worth, of possibility. I still have healing to do, but because of ToneLimited, I’m not doing it alone.