LOVE HAS NO BOUNDARIES

Back home, I confronted John whose initial evasion crumbled into guilty silence, revealing the affair that would eventually tear our family apart when he moved out six months later despite my pleas and Daniel’s furious refusal to speak to him, leaving our home feeling hollow as I slowly let go of all my lingering hopes as Gran predicted—love indeed scoffed at rules—and accepted this quiet solitude as my own peace, though seeing him years later in the park with Sophie’s children brought a pang, yet I walked away leaving their happiness undisturbed, teaching Daniel forgiveness but choosing contentment alone, for my heart still holds tenderness for John but knows some stories simply end.