I Lived 5 Years in Guilt After Losing My Baby… Then the Woman I Hated Set Me Free

Not even forgiveness.

But understanding.

Before she left, Claire paused at the door.

“I hope… you can find peace,” she said.

I nodded, my voice too fragile to speak.

After she was gone, I stood there for a long time, holding the edge of the doorframe.

The house felt different.