Chapter 4
Tommorow
Sam struggles through the night before the appointment, finding small grounding moments with Clara and writing in the notebook. The morning brings a difficult journey to the solicitor's office, where Sam must decide whether to open Lily's letter.
The tea grew cold in Sam's hands. Clara had gone inside to return the cups, leaving Sam alone on the bench beneath the stars. The chrysanthemums rustled in a light breeze, their scent sharp and earthy. Sam's fingers kept returning to the paint tube in their pocket, the metal warm against their skin.
The letter. Tomorrow. Nine o'clock.
Sam's mind raced through possibilities. What if Lily had written something angry? What if she had blamed Sam for not being there at the end? The memory of the hospital room surfaced again—the beeping machine, Lily's hand going slack, the doctor's quiet words. Sam's breath caught.
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