“There’s one last thing you need to see, Hannah.”

He went back to the open space under the staircase and reached deep into the side of the hole.

He pulled out a thick, official-looking parchment envelope sealed with dark red wax.

My name was written clearly across the front in Brandon’s bold, familiar handwriting.

My hands shook violently as I broke the wax seal and unfolded the letter inside.

“Hannah, my dearest love, if you are reading these words, it means that I failed to make it back home to you and our precious girls.