When she signed the final paperwork, Maggie felt absurdly foolish and deeply grateful for the legal paperwork that had once felt like a chain. The instruments of law that had once frustrated her now served as the scaffolding of a future Daniel had intended: secure, deliberate, and meaningful.
Standing alone in the twilight, Maggie folded Daniel’s letter and placed it in the old oak box with the other relics of their life. She whispered into the quiet room, “I’m sorry too. But now I see.” The apology felt like a key turning, unlocking peace.