Chapter 2: The Hidden Letter
Chapter 2: The Hidden Letter
The old lady reached beneath the wooden counter.
From an old metal box, she carefully removed a yellow envelope.
"I've kept this too."
The businessman accepted it with shaking hands.
The paper was worn with age.
On the front, written in fading ink, were the words:
"To my son."
His breath caught.
Slowly, he opened the envelope.
Inside was a single letter.
"My son,
If you are reading this, then fate has finally brought you here.
I don't know how many years have passed.
I wanted to build a future for us, but I made enemies I never expected. If I disappear, know this: I never abandoned you.
Every decision I made was because I loved you and your mother.
Do not spend your life searching for me.
Instead, spend it becoming the man I hoped you would be.
And if the old pastry lady is still there, thank her.
She is the kindest person I have ever known."
Tears blurred the words.
For the first time in decades, the businessman felt as if his father was standing beside him.
Not as a mystery.
May you like
Not as a ghost.
But as a father.
