Three babies.
Please come home.
I don’t want to do this without you.
Love always,
Rachel.
The paper shook in my hands.
Someone had written one word across the front before sealing it again.
DESTROYED
My mother’s handwriting.
She had never mailed it.
She had kept it hidden for four years.
Noelle quietly removed the engagement ring from her finger.
She looked at me with tears filling her eyes.
“I understand now.”
“I’m so sorry.”
“So am I.”
She smiled sadly.
“I spent months wondering why part of your heart always seemed somewhere else.”
She glanced toward Rachel.
“It never left.”
She placed the ring box on the kitchen counter.
“I deserve someone who chooses me first.”
“You do.”
“And your children deserve their father.”
Without another word…
She walked toward the door.
Rachel suddenly spoke.
“Noelle.”
Preview
She turned.
“I’m sorry.”
Noelle gave her a gentle smile.
