Page 137 of David's Love

She looks at me intently.

“Who told you that?”

“She told Eleanor, who is…”

I gesture at her.

“You probably already know who she is,” I say, a bit disappointed that she had to find out about my past from the neighbors.

“I know who she is. And what your connection to her was. I know everything. And everything makes sense to me. But you must also understand that Anna had left this information with Eleanor. So you figure it out,” she drops on me before turning around and walking away.

Fuck.

I didn’t see this coming.

I look at the sheets of paper on the bed and pick out the two pieces she pointed to, and not long after, I get to the vintage looking letter, and tears prick my eyes.

26

ELIZABETH

I spendabout an hour downstairs seeping tea and eating mango pudding before making up my mind and heading upstairs.

He’s had enough time to figure this thing out.

He hasn’t called me or sent me a message, which is worrying but expected.

I don’t know how he is right now. Is he angry with me? Furious with Anna? Still dismissing my theory?

There is not much to dismiss. The woman was pretty clear in her writings. It was a confession of sorts.

She didn’t want anything from him. She must’ve felt burdened by the secret that she was carrying in her heart.

And she convinced Eleanor to keep it a secret after entrusting her with this private information.

Did Eleanor peek inside the way I did?

I don’t think so. Had she done that, she would’ve told him.

Did Sylvia look inside the way I did? I don’t think so. Had she done that, she would’ve felt a pinch of guilt.

These are serious matters.

Sylvia knows about David, and Eleanor and Anna. About their lives from before David became David Moore.

Maybe she had a hunch that day that the information would be more useful in my hands than hers. I don’t know what made her offer me that stack of letters.

Whatever it was, it worked, didn’t it?

Women, and sometimes men, have a way of following their gut blindly. I just did it, and look what I found.

How he takes it is anyone’s guess.

The thing is, I had to come clean.

There was no way I would belong to the line of people who put these people’s privacy above everything else and let something so important, so significant, slip through the branches of time.

David has the right to know this.

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