Natalie’s POVI stood frozen beside him, hands clasped tightly in front of me. I didn’t trust myself to move. Didn’t trust myself not to.His voice—usually smooth, confident—softened into something almost unrecognizable.“He… uh…wrote this too…” Brandon exhaled, blinking hard before reading from the letter to share with me. “‘I just wanted to give fate a little nudge. I didn’t want to force anything on either of you. But I saw what you didn’t.’”He paused, swallowing.“‘Two stubborn, lonely people who might find something beautiful together—if given the chance.’”My heart constricted, and my eyes filled with tears. But I blinked them away. Brandon kept reading, voice growing quieter.“‘I worried I wouldn’t have long left, so I acted sooner than I should have. I hoped… I prayed… something would bloom between the two of you.’”Oh, Grandpa York. A thousand emotions collided inside me—shock, guilt, grief, longing. But I forced my expression flat, composed. I couldn’t let anything show.
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