I looked back down at the letter, my heart racing.
“Please protect the children,” Rahila had written. “They are innocent in all of this. Whatever happens, do not let anyone take them away without knowing the full truth.”
The words blurred slightly as my eyes filled with tears.
What truth was she talking about?
Who exactly had my best friend been?
And why did it feel like, after all these years, our lives were about to change all over again?
