The Life I Thought Was Over

earlier. I wanted to. I just… I was afraid.”

Afraid of what?

He turned back to the safe and entered the code. The click of the lock echoed loudly in the quiet room.

“I’m sorry,” he said as the door swung open. “I’m so sorry.”

He reached inside and pulled out a plain white envelope. It was creased and worn, the edges softened as if it had been handled too continue reading …