Alexander stared at the note. His expression changed. “The garden.” He walked toward the back of the house. Ethan followed him, carrying the music box and the note. The garden was overgrown, but a stone pathway still led to a small wooden gazebo at the far end. Alexander stopped in front of it. “This is where I asked her to marry me.” Ethan looked around. “Where did you stand?” Alexander pointed toward the gazebo. “Right there.” Ethan stepped inside. Beneath the wooden floorboards, he noticed a small metal plate. He knelt and brushed away the dirt. The key from the music box fit perfectly into the lock. A section of the floor lifted. Inside was a narrow compartment containing a sealed envelope and a small black storage drive. Ethan picked up the envelope. His name was written across the front. FOR ETHAN. His fingers tightened around it. He opened it carefully. The letter inside was several pages long, but the first line made his heart ache