My Childhood Sweetheart Asked Me to Sign a Special Folder in Room Four Hundred Seven

who had given him the money to buy it.

“I just need to know we are secure, Sarah,” he added, his hand dropping back to the white sheet as he let out a long, shedding sigh.

“The trust paperwork is the only thing standing between us and a clean slate.”

“I know, Ben,” I said, keeping my hands tucked into my cardigan pockets so he would not see them shaking.continue reading …