I Posed as the Daughter of an Elderly Man I Met by Accident — Days Later, His Lawyer Found Me and Said, “You Walked Right Into His Trap”

belongs here.”

Eric looked at the chair for a long moment.

Then he moved over and sat beside me.

Before the doors opened, Eric reached into his briefcase and placed Nathan’s unopened letter to him on the table.

“I still haven’t read it,” he said.

“Why not?”

“Because I know what he’ll ask me to forgive.”

I looked at the envelope.

“Maybe he won’t.”

“He always continue reading …