CHAPTER 2 — THE LETTER THAT SHOULD NOT EXIST
That night, the mother didn’t sleep.
She sat in her dim living room, surrounded by silence and old memories.
Until she opened the box.
Inside were her son’s belongings.
Wallet.
Watch.
And an envelope she had never opened.
Her hands trembled as she broke the seal.
Inside was a single folded letter.
And a photograph.
Her breath stopped.
The photo showed her son—smiling.
Standing beside the same young woman.
But she wasn’t just standing beside him.
She was holding his hand.
And she was pregnant.
The mother’s vision blurred.
She turned the letter over.
His handwriting.
“If anything happens to me… please don’t blame her.
I was going to tell you everything. I just didn’t have time.”
Her knees weakened.
“No…” she whispered into the empty room. “You told me everything…”
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But the truth was clear now.
He hadn’t.
