“Just a few more days… and it’ll finally be ours.”
“What does this mean?” I worried, glancing at Andrew.
I read it again. And again. Nothing about it felt innocent.
And that was when the thought came: What if I missed something? What if all these years I had been so focused on holding everything together that I hadn’t seen what I should have?
“Bree,” Andy said. “We don’t know what this is yet.”
Nothing about it felt innocent.
“Andy, Lily’s never…” I paused. “I’m scared…”
“If we react too fast,” Andy said carefully, “we could hurt her.”
That landed hard. So I decided I wasn’t going to react. I was going to find the truth first.
That evening, dinner was loud, the way it always was, with Jake arguing over seconds and Sophie laughing at something that didn’t seem that funny. But I wasn’t part of it the same way.
