tender and deep, between Linda and her dad. He had broken her heart, and Linda had never truly healed. Macy realized that her presence, her mannerisms, even her smile, might have reminded Linda of the man she lost — stirring up pain masked as resentment. With new understanding,

Macy returned to Linda’s home. She didn’t bring explanations or apologies — just a quiet hug and a simple request for forgiveness, not just for herself, but for her father too. Linda didn’t speak, but the way she clung to Macy said everything. In that long, silent embrace, years of bitterness began to melt, and somewhere in the heaviness, there was space for something new: healing.