Shadows Of A Forgotten Spring (Emma and Alexander) novel Chapter 29

Chapter 29 

“I’ve known for months. More than a year, actually,” Mrs. Walker replied softly. “I just.. I didn’t want to force it. I wanted you. to trust me enough to tell me yourself.” 

Emma bit her lip, the words tangled up in her throat. She didn’t know where to start, how to explain the painful memories she had locked away. Mrs. Walker’s gaze held hers, patient and kind, and after a heavy sigh, Emma felt the floodgates open. 

“You’re free to tell me everything.” Mrs. Walker said gently, reaching out to squeeze Emma’s hand. “I won’t judge you Emma. I’m so grateful you’re here, and so lucky to have met you when I did.” 

With tears beginning to blur her vision, Emina finally spoke, the pain and bitterness she had buried for years spilling out She shared everything about her relationship with Alexander… the betrayal, the heartbreak, the loss. Each word dragged old wounds to the surface, and emotions she’d tried to bury rose, overwhelming her. She choked back a sob, her voice wavering as she confessed every painful detail. 

Mrs. Walker moved closer, pulling Emma into her arms. She held her tightly, letting her cry as the painful memories poured out, silent tears of her own gathering as she realized just how much Emma had suffered. She marveled at the strength it had taken for Emma to endure all of this and still remain so gentle, so loving 

“You’re incredible, Emma” Mrs. Walker whispered, her voice full of admiration. “You’re the strongest woman I’ve ever known.” She held Emma close, “I’m so sorry that I wasn’t there with you through all those times.” Mrs. Walker said, her voice 

choked with remorse. 

Emma managed a small, bitter laugh as she wiped her tears. “How could you have known? We were strangers back then.” Mrs. Walker shook her head, her own tears spilling over. “Strangers or not, I wish I had found you sooner. Her words trailed off into quiet sobs as she clung to Emma, her tears soaking into Emma’s shoulder. 

“Mrs. Walker?” Emma murmured, her concern growing as she pulled back to look at her. Mrs. Walker’s face was filled with anguish, and there was something in her eyes… something Emina had never seen before. 

“I’ve been holding this in for a year.” Mrs. Walker whispered, her voice thick with emotion. “I didn’t want to hurt you.” 

Emma’s heart pounded. “What do you mean?” 

Mrs. Walker took a deep breath and handed Emma a thick file, her hand trembling as she released it. Rising slowly, she forced a smile. “Take this, Emma. Look through it when you’re ready. I. I need to rest now. Goodnight, dear.” She gave a small nod and left the room. 

Emma stared down at the file, feeling a sense of foreboding. Her hands shook as she opened it, her eyes scanning the pages. taking in the names, the connections, the secrets woven into each document. But nothing in her life had prepared her for the truth that lay before her, unfolding with each page. The revelation hit her like a tidal wave, shaking her to the core 

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Twenty eight years ago. 

After a heated argument with her boyfriend, Cecilia Kellerman packed her things and left for the neighboring country, vowing to never look back. Determined to start fresh, she shut the door on her old life, but soon after, she discovered she was pregnant. Despite her decision to cut all ties, she kept the news to herself, quietly promising her unborn child a life full of love and dedication 

As her belly grew, so did her dreams. She began buying baby items, her heart filled with hope and anticipation, Landing a job as a maternity nurse at a popular hospital, Cecilia found fulfillment in helping bring new life into the world. Yet fate had other plans. Her own child came unexpectedly early, born too soon in the privacy of her small home, she tried to rush to the hospital. But it was too late, her precious baby was gone. Devistated, Cecilia was consumed by grief, questioning why fate would be so cruel to her. 

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Days turned into nights, but the pain didn’t fade. Returning to work she wore a mask of normalcy, pretending she was still pregnant. And within her sorrow, a desperate plan began to form