Some decisions changed a life forever—
not because they were easy,
but because they were made out of love.
The night had grown still.
Outside Noah's window, the stars shimmered quietly above the neighborhood.
The clock on the living room wall ticked softly into the evening.
Only a handful of pages remained in William Ashwood's letter.
Noah took a deep breath.
Then turned to the next page.
William's handwriting was as steady as ever.
«There is one more truth about your father that I have carried for many years.»
Noah's heart quickened.
He continued reading.
«Jonathan was given a choice.»
His mother looked at him.
"A choice?"
He nodded and kept reading.
«He could have stayed at Ashwood House and inherited everything that came with it...»
«or he could leave with the woman he
