The Confession

Rhys left both of them upstairs and went to the kitchen to boil some water. He knew what was going to happen next; once they were done in their bath of emotions, their physicality set in, reminding them of the ice-cold water they had both soaked themselves in.

He went through the process, making the coffee just like Sophie had always wanted it at the bakery, and not sure of how Veronica liked it, he just decided to make it the same way she made her daughter’s.

He couldn’t help but wonder how one man had caused so much pain to a family, affecting two different generations with his actions. He waved his head and poured the coffee beans into the kettle, allowing them to brew on the low-heat stove.

Meanwhile, the two women in the house bonded in their hug, disengaging from each other only when cold had started to set in and Veronica could feel her daughter shivering even though she didn’t want to let go. She changed her clothes and volunteered to help her daughter, intentionally giving