That morning at the hospital, she sat up in her pink robe, clutching a small envelope. Her hands trembled as she asked me to hold it—and only give it to her daughter, Mila, after she was gone. She wanted Mila to remember the good times, not the pain.
After she passed, I gave Mila the envelope. Inside was a letter revealing a secret: Mila’s father hadn’t abandoned them—he didn’t even know she existed. Her mother had kept this to protect her, but now wanted Mila to know the truth.
Stunned, Mila decided to find her father. When they finally met, it opened a path to healing. Her mother’s hidden truth became Mila’s greatest gift—the freedom to know who she really was.
