The Quiet Truth
Saturday – 3:04 PM – Riverside Park
It was the kind of afternoon that made everything feel possible. The sky was soft and cloudless, the breeze gentle, and the sound of children’s laughter floated in the air like music.
Daniel stood near the old fountain at the center of Riverside Park, dressed in muted colors, hands in his coat pockets, heart racing.
“She’ll be here soon,” Isabelle said beside him, watching his profile.
“She knows?”
“She knows she’s meeting someone important,” Isabelle murmured. “I didn’t know how to say the words… but I will. After.”
Daniel nodded. He was trying to breathe normally, but nothing about this felt normal. He was about to meet a daughter he never knew existed. His flesh, his blood. A little girl who had been living life without ever kno
