After that day, Jeffrey never came to find me again.
Still, every now and then, messages from unknown numbers would pop up on my phone.
"Happy birthday. Hope you're doing well."
Sometimes anonymous packages would arrive at my apartment too. Beautifully wrapped gift boxes, filled with little things I had casually mentioned liking in the past. I didn't need to guess who they were from.
Every single package was returned unopened. I didn't want any connection to him anymore.
And just like that, an entire year passed.
One day while scrolling through my phone, I accidentally came across a trending news article about him.
#BerylVanceGivesBirthtoaBabyBoyVanceFamilyWelcomesItsHeir
I stared at the screen for a long moment. Then I calmly typed three words into the comments section.
Joyce: Wi
