The final line broke me: You have my blessing. Both of you.
I cried. Daniel held me. Years of guilt dissolved into clarity.
That night wasn’t about replacing what I lost. It was about honoring it—by choosing to keep living.
Sometimes love doesn’t come in clean chapters. Sometimes it overlaps. And sometimes, if you’re brave enough to open the safe, you find the peace you didn’t know you were waiting for.
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