Another envelope contained letters, not addressed to her but sealed with Daniel’s initials. She brushed her thumb over the paper, afraid to open them. Her mind raced—were these written to someone else, another woman, a hidden family? Tears blurred her vision as dread took root.
Yet tucked among the envelopes lay a photograph of Daniel alone, smiling softly, younger by decades. On the back, he had written in his neat script: “For the future, always for you.” Maggie pressed the photo to her lips, confusion and longing colliding.