The Truth No One Could Ignore
Gavin stammered, “Laya, not here—”
“Oh, now you remember my name?” she snapped, her voice breaking but unshaken.
“You want to pretend you were saved? You weren’t saved. You walked away. From her. From me. And no one gets to erase that.”
Amara rose then — tears in her eyes, but her head held high.
Laya moved beside her, slipping her hand into her mother’s.
The sight of them standing together burned away every false word spoken that night.
