Chapter 12 - I Finally Told Isabella the Truth About Her Mother, and My Daughter Asked Me the Question I Had Been Too Afraid to AnswerIsabella asked:

“Did Mom know?”
“Yes.”
“Did she know she would die?”
“Yes.”
“Did she know I'd survive?”
“Yes.”
“Did she know I'd walk?”
I looked at Emma.
“Yes.”
Isabella cried.
“I miss her.”
“So do I.”
“She protected me.”
“She protected all of us.”
I gave her the silver charm.
“She left this.”
Isabella held it.
Then smiled.
“Mom knew.”
“She did.”
For the first time, her grief became something else.
Not just pain.
Connection.
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She wasn't trapped by the past.
She could carry it.
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