RIO
It was late in the evening when I woke up. The curtains were still open, and I could see I had been asleep for half the day.
I wiped the dried eye crust from my face, I cried myself to sleep, and now I needed to get up, shower and eat something. I knew my mother would want me to keep on living my life and not wallow in sadness in my bedroom.
My eyes drifted over to the nightstand where I had placed the letter.
The envelope was still sealed. The secrets of my father were still locked away, and although a part of me wanted to tear it open and learn the thing I'd secretly desired the most, I also knew I wasn’t ready for that storm of emotions just yet.
I took the envelope and tucked it in my desk drawer across the room, locking it as I had always done.
It wasn’t that I didn’t trust
