up at Megan’s apartment building carrying flowers.

Part 2

“Open it.”

My fingers shook as I untied the ribbon.

Inside was a folded piece of paper resting on old fabric.

I unfolded it.

Then I saw the handwriting.

I knew it instantly.

Danny’s.

A sound escaped my throat somewhere between a gasp and a sob.

The first line read:

**If you’re reading this, I kept my continue reading …