The next morning, after reading all those letters, I knew there was something I needed to do. It wasn’t about seeking answers—it was about closure.
I wanted to tell Ethan that I didn’t hate him for what had happened, and I needed to thank him for finally delivering those letters.
The silence had haunted me for so many years. I couldn’t keep living with everything that had been left unsaid.
I asked Luke if he could look after Theo for a little while. He didn’t hesitate, clearly seeing that I needed to sort something out.
After kissing Theo goodbye, I drove straight to Ethan’s family home.
The drive to Ethan’s house felt longer than it actually was. As I approached, I could feel the familiar tension building in my chest.
The house loomed in the distance, its grandeur impossible to i
