{"id":13417,"date":"2026-11-04T22:44:49","date_gmt":"2026-11-04T22:44:49","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/risingstoryusa.com\/?p=13417"},"modified":"2026-11-04T22:44:50","modified_gmt":"2026-11-04T22:44:50","slug":"my-daughters-prom-date-was-the-boy-every-girl-wanted","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/risingstoryusa.com\/?p=13417","title":{"rendered":"My daughter\u2019s prom date was the boy every girl wanted \u2014"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He gave a bitter little laugh.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThat\u2019s exactly what I thought at first. Then I saw the photograph.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I felt the blood drain from my face.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhat photograph?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He reached into the inside pocket of his suit jacket and pulled out a small, folded picture.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I recognized it immediately.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It was an old photograph of a young man standing beside me. We were both smiling, and his arm was wrapped around my shoulders.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I hadn\u2019t seen that photograph in nearly eighteen years.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I had hidden it inside an old envelope, tucked away in the bottom drawer of my bedroom dresser.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">My fingers went cold.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhere did you get that?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYour daughter found it while looking for something in your room last week,\u201d Ryan replied. \u201cShe showed it to me tonight.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I swallowed hard.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cRyan, please. Put that away.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He shook his head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cDo you know what she asked me when she showed it to me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I couldn\u2019t answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cShe asked if I thought the man in the picture looked familiar.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I looked toward the kitchen.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Iris was still filling a glass with water, humming softly to herself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She had no idea that her entire world was about to change.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ryan lowered his voice.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThat man is my father.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The room seemed to tilt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I gripped the edge of the dining table.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cNo,\u201d I whispered.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYes.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYou\u2019re mistaken.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI\u2019m not.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He pulled another piece of paper from his pocket.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It was a copy of an old letter, yellowed around the edges.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMy father kept this in his study. I found it after he passed away last year. It was addressed to you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I stared at the handwriting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I knew every curve of those letters.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It was my handwriting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ryan continued.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMy father told me he had a daughter he never got to meet. He said he made the biggest mistake of his life by walking away from her.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I felt tears burning behind my eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYour father didn\u2019t walk away,\u201d I whispered. \u201cI told him to leave.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ryan\u2019s expression changed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I covered my mouth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">For eighteen years, I had rehearsed a different version of the story.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">A story that allowed me to raise Iris without explaining why her father had disappeared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">A story that made it easier to answer her questions.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I had told her that her father wasn\u2019t ready to be a parent.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">That he had chosen another life.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">That he never came back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But the truth was much more complicated.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Before Iris was born, I had been deeply in love with Ryan\u2019s father, Daniel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We were young, frightened, and completely unprepared for the responsibility of becoming parents.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">When I told Daniel I was pregnant, he wanted to marry me immediately.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He wanted to raise our baby together.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But I was terrified.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">My parents hated him. They believed he would ruin my future. They threatened to cut me off if I stayed with him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Then, one afternoon, my father showed me a letter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It appeared to be from Daniel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It said he had changed his mind.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It said he didn\u2019t want the baby.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It said he wanted nothing more to do with me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I was heartbroken.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I never knew that the letter was fake.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I never knew my father had written it himself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And I never knew Daniel had spent months trying to find me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhy didn\u2019t you tell me?\u201d Ryan asked.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">His voice was no longer angry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It was hurt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cBecause I didn\u2019t know,\u201d I whispered. \u201cI swear I didn\u2019t know.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Just then, Iris appeared in the doorway holding a glass of water.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMom?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We both turned.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She looked from Ryan to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Then she noticed the photograph in his hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Her smile slowly disappeared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhat\u2019s going on?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ryan looked at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I knew he was giving me one final chance.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Five minutes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He had promised her he wouldn\u2019t keep another secret.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I took a shaky breath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cIris, sweetheart. There\u2019s something I should have told you a long time ago.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She put the glass down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cIs this about the photograph?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThat man is Daniel. He was your father.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She stared at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cBut you told me Dad didn\u2019t want me.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">My heart broke.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI believed that was true.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhat does that mean?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I looked at Ryan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Then I looked back at my daughter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cIt means I was wrong about something that changed all our lives.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Iris took a step backward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And then she asked the question I had spent eighteen years hoping she would never ask.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMom\u2026 who is Ryan\u2019s father?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I closed my eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Because the answer was about to change everything.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h1 class=\"wp-block-heading\">PART 3: The Truth That Finally Brought Us Together<\/h1>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Iris looked at me as if she were waiting for me to wake up from some terrible dream.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I couldn\u2019t find the right words.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ryan stepped forward.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cIris, my dad was Daniel.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She looked at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cOkay\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He swallowed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cAnd Daniel was your father, too.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Silence.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Not the ordinary kind of silence that happens when nobody knows what to say.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This was different.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">It was the kind of silence that makes the whole world feel as though it has stopped moving.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Iris looked at Ryan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Then at me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Then back at Ryan.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYou\u2019re saying we\u2019re\u2026?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cHalf-siblings,\u201d he answered quietly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She shook her head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cNo. That doesn\u2019t make sense.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI know.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cRyan, that\u2019s not funny.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI\u2019m not joking.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She turned toward me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMom, tell him he\u2019s wrong.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I wanted to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">God, how I wanted to.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">But I had already stolen eighteen years of truth from her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I couldn\u2019t steal another second.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cHe\u2019s telling you the truth, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Her face crumpled.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She covered her mouth and began to cry.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cAll this time?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI didn\u2019t know Ryan existed until tonight. I didn\u2019t know Daniel had another child.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThat\u2019s not what I\u2019m asking!\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Her voice broke.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cAll this time, you let me think my father didn\u2019t love me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I reached for her, but she stepped away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cIris, I was young. I was scared. I thought I was protecting you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cProtecting me from what? Knowing I had a father?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I had no answer.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She wiped her cheeks.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cDid he know about me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I took a shaky breath.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYour father knew I was pregnant. He wanted to be there. But I received a letter that made me believe he had changed his mind.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cDid you ever try to find him?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I lowered my eyes.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cNo.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhy?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cBecause I was hurt. And because I believed he had abandoned us.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Iris stared at the photograph.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThen he died without knowing?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ryan looked down.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMy dad talked about a little girl all the time. He never knew where you were. He kept looking, but eventually he stopped believing he would find you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He paused.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cBefore he died, he gave me a box of old letters. I found your mother\u2019s name in them. Tonight, when Iris showed me that photograph, I recognized her immediately.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Iris looked at him.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWait. You knew before we came here?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ryan shook his head.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI suspected something. I checked the letters when we got home from prom. I needed to be certain before I said anything.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThen why did you bring me here?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cBecause you deserved to hear the truth from your mother. Not from a stranger.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Iris began crying again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And this time, I couldn\u2019t hold myself back.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I walked toward her slowly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cSweetheart, I am so sorry.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She didn\u2019t move.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI can\u2019t change what happened. I can\u2019t give you back the years you lost. But I never stopped loving you. Not for one second.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She looked at me through her tears.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cDid he love me?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">That question destroyed me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYes,\u201d I whispered. \u201cI believe he did. And I am so sorry I let you grow up thinking otherwise.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ryan reached into his jacket again.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThere is one more thing.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Iris looked exhausted.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWhat now?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">He handed her a small envelope.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cThese were in my father\u2019s box. I think you should read them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Her name was written on the front.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">For my daughter, Iris.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Her hands shook as she opened it.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Inside were several letters, all written in Daniel\u2019s familiar handwriting.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The first one was dated just weeks before Iris was born.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She began reading silently.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Then her lips started trembling.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She read one sentence aloud.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI don\u2019t know whether you\u2019ll ever meet me, little girl, but I want you to know that the day I learned you were coming into this world was the happiest day of my life.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Iris pressed the letter against her chest.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Another letter said:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cIf you ever wonder whether you were wanted, please never doubt it. I wanted to hold you, teach you to ride a bicycle, watch you graduate, and be there when you fell in love for the first time. I imagined all of it, even though I don\u2019t know whether I\u2019ll ever get the chance.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She couldn\u2019t continue.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She sank onto the sofa, crying.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ryan sat beside her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">For the first time that evening, they weren\u2019t looking at each other as two teenagers who had gone to prom together.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">They were looking at each other as family.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I sat across from them, holding the photograph.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And for the first time in eighteen years, I allowed myself to grieve Daniel without anger.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">The following morning, Iris barely spoke to me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I didn\u2019t blame her.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She needed time.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">For several days, she stayed in her room reading the letters. Ryan called her every evening, and they began discovering little things they shared.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">They both loved old movies.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">They both hated mushrooms.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">They both had the same habit of tapping their fingers when nervous.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">And they both had a photograph of Daniel smiling with a crooked front tooth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">A week later, Iris came downstairs holding the final letter.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cMom, I finished reading them.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cWould you like to talk about it?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She sat beside me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI don\u2019t know if I can forgive you yet.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I felt the words, but I nodded.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cI understand.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She looked down at the envelope.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cBut I don\u2019t want to hate you.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I reached for her hand.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cYou don\u2019t have to decide anything today.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">She was quiet for a moment.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Then she asked:<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cCan we go visit Dad\u2019s grave?\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">I started crying.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">\u201cOf course, sweetheart.\u201d<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">That Saturday, we went together.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Ryan came too.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">We stood in front of Daniel\u2019s grave beneath a large oak tree. 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