The Invitation
When the ornate envelope arrived at her small townhouse years later, Claire almost tossed it. The card gleamed with embossed gold letters: Ethan Ward & Victoria Hale request the honor of your presence.
At the bottom, in Ethan’s handwriting, was a note:
“Hope you can come. It might give you closure.”
Closure.
Claire let out a short, humorless laugh. He still believed life revolved around him.
But instead of tearing it up, she placed the invitation on her desk. Because life had surprised her, too. And she had something Ethan wasn’t expecting.
