Chapter 110

I get through the rest of the letters. By the last one, I’m numb.

The tone changed, and I could mark the spiral my father

took in his latter years, perhaps an extension of the guilt he

couldn’t come to terms with.

Maybe I could’ve been sweeter when I visited. Maybe I

could’ve been braver. Less needy.

I don’t know.

stomach and I think of my own

No. Never.

child what had

to curl up with Aaron’s big wolf? I am pretty fri ggin’ traumatized. And now that my father is

long and

crying again.

steady stream of silent tears.

when I do that. I stroke his fur and snuggle closer. “I’m

because he lays

letter. The one that

Leah,

see how far you veered off the road until you’re at the end of it and look back. I’ve made mistakes. So many where you are concerned. I’ve gambled with our company too many times, and those decisions that should’ve paid off set us back

you far beyond what any

financial contributions have supported us. Your sacrifice as wife to

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