Chapter 17 The weight of paper

Brianna didn't open it.

She told herself she would - after work, after tea, after the ache in her chest quieted.

But the envelope sat on her desk for two days.

Unopened.

Untouched.

Except when she ran her fingers across the familiar handwriting again... and again... and again.

It felt impossible.

After all this time.

After all the silence.