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moonberry and mint, designed to help clear my head from Victoria's wine attack.

His breath caught audibly as he noticed what I was looking at. I felt rather than saw him move closer, until he stood just behind my chair, looking over my shoulder at Lily's notebook.

I turned the page, revealing Lily's childish handwriting. The words were carefully formed, each letter a testament to her concentration.

"Mommy said it's true. Daddy will celebrate my birthday with me alone."

The next entry, dated the night before her birthday: "My wish has come true. I am super happy."

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And finally, the last entry she'd ever make: "Tomorrow, I will be the happiest child in the world."

She'd drawn several smiley faces around this declaration, emphasizing her joy and anticipation.

I felt Ethan stiffen behind me. His breathing changed, becoming shallow and uneven. I refused to look at him, keeping my eyes fixed on Lily's hopeful words.

"She called to confirm," he said quietly, his voice rough with emotion. The night before her birthday."

letting his guilt build with each

the word 'alone," he continued. "But her

I couldn't say

between us, heavy with the weight of what had happened

above a whisper. "Not with words, but with

Lily's hand as they walked through the entrance of Moonlight Fair. Ethan carrying Lily on his shoulders to see over the crowds. Ethan giving

herself with an enormous smile, radiating the pure happiness and

a choked sound from behind me. When Ethan spoke again, his

"I'm sorry."

whirled around to face him,

word back at him like poison. "Ethan Stone, your apology is

my vehemence. For

remember how I begged you?" I continued, rising from the chair to stand before him. "I knelt on the

memory flash across his face-me on my knees, tears streaming down

bitterly. "But that was a lie, wasn't it? Because you took

set the bowl of tea down

carrying an unprecedented humility, "I will make it up to

escaped my throat. "Make it up? How? Do you know how long Lily

him, my grief transforming into

than ten hours in the freezing cold.

let alone a