As Emerald walked to her car, she felt something shift inside her. The grief was still there—the loss of her beloved grandmother would always hurt.
But now there was also clarity. Understanding. And a strange sense of peace.
Catherine had known the truth would come out eventually. That’s why she’d kept those letters, documented everything, and tried so hard to protect Emerald.
Even from beyond the grave, her grandmother was still looking out for her.
Some lies can’t stay buried forever, no matter how deep you try to hide them. Truth has a way of rising to the surface.
And sometimes the people we love most are the ones who hurt us deepest—but that doesn’t mean we have to let them keep hurting us.
Emerald had learned a painful lesson at her grandmother’s funeral. But she’d also received a final gift from the woman who loved her unconditionally.
The gift of truth. And the strength to stand up for herself.
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