It was close to evening. The curtains flapped periodically as the wind blew inside the room. Abrielle was seated on the bed, her hand searching through the bag to find Rebecca's letter.
After searching for a while she found the folded piece of paper. It was squeezed at the bottom of the bag. Abrielle pulled it out and straightened out the paper. She immediately recognised Rebecca's handwriting on the paper.
Her eyes started to read the lines, word by word. Each second was leaving her in bigger shock. Rebecca explained her birth from the perspective she knew..
She explained her suspicions and even mentioned how she also suspected Callista to be hers. Rebecca did not spare a detail.
The last ending read
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I am sorry things have come to this, Abrielle. To me, you will always be my sunshine. Fate is cruel and I have a feeling your father will cross sides.