“It’s for you.” Emily hands me the envelope, and all the blood drains from my face when I realize what she just said. My heart is racing so hard in my chest, that it almost hurts.
“s**t, I didn’t see that coming!” Jackson howls, and I’m tempted to throat punch him, so he learns to shut up.
I take it from her hand, and though I’m surrounded by my brothers, I feel as if I’m standing alone, the cold air brushing over me, as I open the envelope and pull out the letter.
John,
If you’re reading this, then my lawyer has been informed of my death and brought you our daughter. First, I want to tell you how sorry I am. I’m sorry this is how you’re finding out about her. It pains me to write this letter to you, and I wish I didn’t have to. I find myself wishing for a lot of things these days. I w
