~ ISLA ~The warm, familiar living room of Grandma’s lakeside house felt suffocatingly small.Outside the window, the sun glinted off the calm water, but inside, the air was dense with the weight of a twenty-six-year-old lie.Grandma sat across from me on the floral sofa, her hands trembling as she clutched a handkerchief. Allison was nowhere to be seen. Before a single word could be exchanged in the garden, Grandma had gently intervened, asking Alice—no, Allison—to give us a few moments alone. She wanted to be the one to explain everything to me first.I sat stiffly in the armchair opposite her, my hands resting over my stomach. My heart was still hammering against my ribs—a wild, chaotic rhythm that I couldn't seem to calm. I forced myself to take slow, deliberate breaths, desperately trying to compose my fractured thoughts while I waited for the elderly woman to speak.Grandma Ruth looked up, her eyes red and brimming with tears. "Isla... I am so, so sorry, my dear. I am so sorry f
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