Chapter 2: The Envelope on the White Linen
Part 2 ⬇️
Every head in that room turned toward Silas.
He wasn't looking at the bride.
He wasn't looking at his son.
He was looking straight at me, and his eyes were filling with something I couldn't name.
Not anger.
Not confusion.
Recognition.
And grief.
"You were at Mercy General," he said.
"Two years ago.
November."
My breath stopped.
I remembered that night.
A man brought in alone, no ID, no family.
Critical.
We almost lost him three times.
I stayed two hours past my shift end holding that case together.
That man was Silas.
"You sat with me," he said, his voice breaking slightly.
"You held my hand and told me I wasn't going to die alone.
You stayed."
The room was completely silent.
Then Felicity laughed — short, sharp, uncomfortable.
"Silas, this is a wedding, not a—"
"I've been trying to find her for two years." He didn't even glance at Felicity.
"I hired someone.
I had a first name and a hospital.
That was all."
My father's face had gone pale.
My stepmother set her glass down very slowly.
And then Silas reached into his jacket pocket and placed something on the table.
An envelope.
He slid it toward me across the white linen.
"I made a promise that night," he said quietly.
"And I keep my promises."
Felicity's smile was completely gone now.
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What was inside that envelope — and what promise did Silas make the night Jenna saved his life?
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