What the Heart didn't Know
Suddenly, a hazy image from my memory resurfaced.
Flashback: I was sitting with Eva on a café patio, a week before she left for the fateful family trip. She had looked fragile and exhausted, but a small smile touched her lips when she spoke of a secret admirer. “He’s so kind to me,” she said, her eyes lighting up. “And he knows my name isn’t just ‘Mrs. Thompson.’ He sees me, Mia.” I had brushed it off, too worried about Gary’s latest abusive outburst. “You deserve to be seen, Ev. But be careful. You never know what a man like that wants.” She nodded, the light in her eyes dimming. “I know,” she’d said softly. “You told me.”
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