Biting her bottom lip, Stella arranged all the large envelopes into one large stack. Bits and pieces of her old heart remained in each of those papers of written words. Seeing them all together lifted the weight of the past off of her burdened shoulders.

Loud laughter echoed downstairs and the voices of her extended family filled the air.

This was it.

This was the end.

Fixing herself one last time, she descended the stairs and walked into the arms of her future.

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