The letter was a confession, written in Leysha's own handwriting. She revealed disturbing details about their shared past, secrets she had kept hidden for years.
She admitted to having been complicit in Rosalie's death, to having played a role in her tragic disappearance. The words on the page seemed to burn with bitter truth, illuminating the dark corners of Leysha's soul with brutal clarity.
Miles felt the ground shift beneath his feet as he absorbed the shocking implications of Leysha's confession. He couldn't believe that the one he had loved so much had been involved in such an unforgivable act.
Yet, deep down, he knew that the truth was there, undeniable and inevitable. And even if it meant facing the pain of betrayal, he knew he had to accept reality as it was.
The confrontation that began as a quest for justice for Rosalie now took a personal turn for Miles. He was faced with a heartbreaking choice: pursue the truth, no matter where it led, or forgo justice to preserve what was left of his broken heart.
But as he stood there, staring at the trembling letter in his hands, he knew he couldn't back down now. The truth was his only compass in a world of lies and betrayal, and he was determined to follow it to the end.