One hundred and forty-two

Sally's POV

I smiled sadly while tears slowly streamed down my face.

Ryan wrapped his warm, comforting arms around me, silently telling me that he was here and he wasn't going anywhere. Pressing his lips to my temple, he didn't let go, he waited until I was ready to speak.

“That was the last letter my grandfather wrote.” I took shaky breaths. “His scent still lingers,”

This wasn't a wound-opening moment, this felt like the reconciliation I needed.

There were two big files for me to dig through and what surprised me was that those files belonged to my cousin. Oliver and Arnav.

A small note is cut into the first file, which contains information about Oliver. It writes. “Before going into this, you need to know that Oliver and Arnav are both adopted children. Arnav was the only one noted while Oliver was kept a secret as he was the first grandchild.”

Flipping the file open, I read Oliver's adoption information, which only had his name highlighted, his age, change of custody, and his wher