“You told my granddaughter yesterday that she saved your life,” I reminded her.
“She saved something I could never replace in a million years,” Natalie whimpered, wiping her nose. “That ring was our mom’s dying wish for Paige’s child. And I felt like I had already failed Paige so terribly in the past.”
“How did you fail her?” I asked firmly.
“Paige wrote me a long letter a full year before she died,” Natalie confessed with heavy guilt. “And I never wrote her back.”
“Why wouldn’t you answer your own sister?” I asked, appalled.
“Dad threatened to cut off anyone who tried to contact her,” Natalie explained, her voice trembling. “He threatened to take away our house, our company trust, and even my kids’ college tuition.”
“So you chose the family money instead of your sister,” I stated quietly.
“I chose the easy way out back then,” Natalie admitted shamefully. “And I regret it every single day of my life.”
