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I looked down at the envelope again. Inside were two folded letters, one with Ethan’s name, and one with mine.
I Became a Private Driver for a Wealthy Widow Because I Needed Money – After She Said I Had Taken Her Diamond Brooch, I Found a Hidden Note in the Car and Was Left Stunned
Mrs. Whitmore hadn’t left us a goodbye. She’d left two truths, and somehow I knew neither would be easy to digest.
I looked down at the envelope again.
If you’re reading this, sweetheart, then I wasn’t able to tell Ethan myself.
