When Yvonne saw the photo the care worker had sent her, she immediately recognized Gwen's handwriting.

Every single word seemed to have been written with unwavering determination.

"Yvonne, I'm sorry. I can't stay. I owe you too much. I have to find a way to make it up to you.

"Don't worry. I won't try to take my life again. Until I make everything up to you, my life is yours."

Yvonne looked at the message for a long time until her sight became blurry. She realized that tears had welled up