I want you to come home with me.”
Evelyn couldn’t hold back the tears any longer.
She had never expected this—compassion, forgiveness, love. “Yes,” she whispered.
“That’s all I’ve ever wanted.”
A few weeks later, Helen and Alex showed up at Margaret’s house, trying to act concerned about their mother. But Evelyn saw through their charade.
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Their sudden interest had more to do with inheritance than family.
Evelyn met them at the door, her expression calm and confident for the first time in years. “Don’t worry,” she said softly, “I’m happy now, living with Margaret. I’m exactly where I belong.”
For the first time in a long time, Evelyn felt at peace.
She was no longer a burden, no longer alone.
She was home.
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