That night, as I looked out at the barn through the kitchen window, I felt something shift.
The past year had changed us, scarred us, but also softened something hard that had been there all along. Sometimes, the most unexpected truths come not from betrayal or anger—but from compassion hidden in the wrong places. And though I would never forget that shocking Thanksgiving moment, I also couldn’t forget the lesson it brought us: that even love needs honesty to survive.
