The Plan To Resolve
My suspicions now affirmed, I called Lily for what would be our defining conversation. I hoped for resolution, not just for my peace of mind, but hers too.
Our past, our present—they needed reconciliation. As I dialed, my fingers shook a little, the anticipation of laying it all out trembling beneath my skin.
Would she hear me, truly hear me? It was what I hoped, and dared to believe in, as the phone rang.