“Then I want to see it just once.”
“Me too,” Ben immediately said.
At that moment, I turned toward the window.
The doctors had already told me that Lily’s treatment was not producing the results they had hoped for.
I didn’t know how much time we had left.
That same evening, my father handed me an envelope.
“Take them to see the ocean.”
Inside was enough money for plane tickets and three nights at a hotel.
“Where did this come from?”
“My savings.”
Two weeks later, we were standing beside the ocean.
When Lily and Ben saw the water for the first time, they stopped and stood there holding hands.
Then they ran toward the waves.
For the first time in months, I heard my children truly laugh.
But that evening, when we returned to the hotel, someone knocked on our door.
The hotel manager was standing outside.
He was holding a dark blue box.
He looked at me very seriously.
“Mrs. Miller, there’s something about this trip you don’t know.”
I could feel the GROUND DISAPPEARING BENEATH MY FEET…
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Inside were two small silver bracelets with Lily’s and Ben’s names engraved on them.
I recognized them immediately.
Chris had bought them on the day the twins were born.
There was also a letter lying on top of the box.
I read the first line, and my hands began to shake.
The hotel manager lowered his voice.
“Your children’s father is here. He’s waiting downstairs.”
For a long moment, I couldn’t move.
Lily had picked up the bracelet with her name on it and was studying it carefully. Ben was staring at me.
“Mom, did Daddy send this?”
I didn’t answer.
The letter was still in my hand.
Finally, I found the strength to keep reading.
Chris had written that he had paid for the entire trip. My father had simply agreed to give me the money in his own name because they both knew that if I discovered the truth, I would never accept it.
The next lines of the letter were even harder to read.
Chris wrote that on the day he learned about Lily’s diagnosis, he had been terrified. Not simply of the disease, but of the possibility that he might lose his child.
