FINAL PART
The apartment fell completely silent.
Noelle stood in the hallway clutching the small velvet ring box with both hands.
Beside her, my father held a thick cream-colored envelope sealed with dark blue wax.
Rachel slowly lowered the phone.
My mother’s voice still echoed faintly through the speaker.
“I never meant for this to happen.”
I looked at my father.
“What is that?”
He didn’t answer immediately.
Instead, he stepped inside the apartment and quietly closed the door behind him.
The children watched from the living room.
Lily instinctively moved closer to Rachel.
My father noticed.
His shoulders sagged.
“They have your eyes,” he whispered.
Noelle spoke first.
“I don’t think I should leave.”
Neither did I.
She had been lied to as much as anyone else.
She deserved the truth.
“Stay,” I said quietly.
“I want everyone to hear this.”
My father slowly handed the envelope to Rachel.
