At a crowded birthday reception, the lid of a large traveling trunk suddenly moved from inside.
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Chapter 15
Lenette returned two years later.
Not to me.
To Celia.
She asked once.
Celia said no.
A year later, asked again.
Celia agreed to ten minutes.
I was not present.
Later Celia told me the only part that mattered.
Lenette said:
“I hated that your son existed before my future did.”
Ugly.
Accurate.
Then:
“I turned that feeling into strategy because admitting jealousy would have made me ashamed.”
There.
The deepest truth.
Celia asked:
“Do you still love Ronan?”
Lenette answered:
“Yes.”
Then:
“That no longer gives me a claim.”
Good.
No reunion.
May you like
No redemption romance.
Just someone finally separating feeling from permission.
