Her mind raced, trying to process what Maya had revealed. Her son, her beloved Jonathan, had a life, a love, and a legacy that she had been entirely unaware of. The weight of this new reality pressed down upon her, mingling with the grief she had borne silently for so long.
“Why didn’t he tell me?” Eleanor whispered, more to herself than to Maya. It was a question drenched in pain and disbelief.
