Roger didn't respond right away. He stared ahead, jaw tight, brows drawn together.
"I know," he said eventually. "I know it's not healthy to leave things unfinished. But seeing her again… It's not just about closure, Lily. It's opening a door I closed for a reason. A door that nearly wrecked me."
Lily placed a hand over his, fingers curling lightly.
"Then maybe this time, you open it on your terms," she said softly. "Not to relive the past—but to free yourself from it."
Roger turned to look at her, his gaze holding a thousand unspoken thoughts. And in her calm, unwavering presence, he found a moment of clarity he hadn't known he needed.
"Okay. I'll go and meet her," Roger said after a long pause, his voice low but resolute. "I doubt she even knows about Dianna's… suspicious demise."
