One Week Later… An Envelope on the Table
He signed the papers. Said “I do” in a civil ceremony with no guests. The headlines called it bizarre. Gold-digging. Scandalous.
But Damien didn’t care. He didn’t do it for money.
He did it to survive.
Then, exactly seven days after their wedding, Élise placed a cream-colored envelope on the breakfast table.
Inside: a handwritten letter and a diagnosis.
She was dying. Terminal illness. No treatment could save her now.
But it wasn’t a confession of weakness.
It was a passing of the torch.
