Chapter 13 - The Unopened Envelope
One year after Ryan was sentenced.
Isabella sat at her desk at home in the quiet evening, watching the rain trickle down the windowpanes.
Luca, who had grown close to her as a trusted partner and devoted friend, sat across from her reviewing quarterly reports.
He placed a small, yellowed envelope stamped with a state prison mark on the coffee table beside her tea glass.
"This came in the corporate mail today from the correctional facility," Luca said gently. "It's from Ryan. Do you want me to dispose of it?"
Isabella looked at her ex-husband's handwriting on the front of the envelope—the same handwriting that had once written forged signatures and fake love notes.
She picked up the envelope, feeling no pain, no anger, and no longing whatsoever.
Without opening it, Isabella held the corner of the letter over a burning candle on her table, watching the paper catch fire and crumble into harmless black ash inside a glass tray.
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"He belongs in the past, Luca," Isabella said, her voice clear and peaceful. "And my life is in the present."
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