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happened.”

“No. Calder is fine. I’m fine.”

“Then why are you calling?”

“I found your letters.”

Another silence.

This one felt sharper.

“All of them?”

“Nine.”

“He kept them.”

It was not a question.

“Yes.”

Laurel released a breath that sounded almost like a laugh.

“I spent years thinking you hated me.”

“I spent years thinking you had forgotten us.”

“I gave up after continue reading …