Chloe took a deep breath before answering.

—My name?

Brooke nodded and took a small envelope out of her bag.

—For years we only knew you as “the waitress at the highway diner.” But a few months ago we found someone who remembered something more.

« The old dishwasher, » Madison added. « He remembered the manager once calling your name in the kitchen. »

Ava lowered her gaze, overwhelmed.

—They didn’t have to look for me… really.

Avery firmly denied it.

—Yes, we had to do it.