Prologue One.

My dearest friend,

I hope this letter finds you. In dark times such as these I know how dangerous a simple thing like a letter can be. I realise I could easily have mentioned the sound of bells among these words yet I think that some things, like cream cheese and wedding dresses, should be plain.

I am unsure if you are still in contact with your brother, but I know of no other way to reach him. If there are still some lines of communication open between you then please, please give him this news; he is a father.

My beautiful daughter, whose name I dare not write for fear of this letter falling into the wrong hands, is well and healthy and I do not ask for more. She will be loved and cared for even though she cannot know the truth.

Promise me one more thing my friend, please explain to him why I did what I did. No matter what truth or lies have been reported I could not have stayed by his side. Please make him understand that the life he leads means he will never stop running. I could to wish that life on anyone, least of all my child.

My husband has offered me security and love, he will raise my daughter like she was his own. As I watch them now in the fading light, watch as he holds her so tenderly and his voice lulls her to sleep, I know I have made the right choice.

I know that you may never forgive me for what I did to your brothers' heart. I know that you love and protect him as only an older sister can, but I hope that one day you will understand.

Yours,

B.B.