The Woman Grabbed My Child, but the Getaway Driver Was My Husband. I Never Saw It Coming
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CHAPTER 35: THE LETTER
I found it in an old box.
A letter from Daniel.
Written before he died.
He'd been in prison for twelve years.
He wrote to me.
Maya,
I don't expect your forgiveness.
I don't deserve it.
But I want you to know that I'm sorry.
For everything.
I was wrong.
About everything.
I wasted my life chasing money.
When I should have been chasing love.
I don't know if you'll ever read this.
But if you do, I want you to know one thing:
I loved you.
I loved Emma.
I just didn't know how to show it.
And for that, I'm truly sorry.
I burned the letter.
I didn't need his apology.
I had moved on.
I had healed.
May you like
And I had found peace.
Which was more than he could ever give me.
