The church slowly emptied.Only three men remained.Alexander.Adrian.William.No one spoke for several minutes.Adrian continued staring at Christopher Kingston's journal in his hands.It felt heavier than any burden he had carried over the last thirty years.Finally, he opened it again.The first page trembled slightly beneath his fingers.Christopher's handwriting was neat and familiar.Adrian, if you ever read this, I hope it's because someone finally found you. I'm sorry. I should have told you the truth myself. I thought I could fix everything before you got hurt. Instead, I lost my best friend.Adrian closed his eyes.A painful laugh escaped his lips."He was always trying to fix everyone."William nodded quietly."Just like his son."Alexander looked down but said nothing.Adrian continued reading.Every page told the same story.Christopher searching for Richard Sullivan.Christopher refusing to let Adrian's name be destroyed.Christopher blaming himself every single year.B
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