Chapter 85

Faith’s death anniversary was approaching. As the days passed, Adam’s heart was heavy with sadness whereas Grace was clueless about the death anniversary. Perhaps, she wasn’t paying attention to the day or month.

Right now, rain poured down as Adam stood at Faith’s grave, the muddy earth beneath his feet offering no comfort. It wasn’t just a tragic accident; it was murder. There was quite reliable evidence he had in his hand yet that didn’t do anything and it’s useless now.

How could he be going to justify this murder and make the culprit stand in the face of the law? But he had to do that. His heart hurt and it couldn’t be explainable. He let the raindrops wash his pain, but I seemed no use.

He had to be strong, strong for the girl in his house. Pulled up his hair, Adam marched out of the graveyard, with a soaked body, he hopped inside the car, and drove it off.

Upon reaching home, he tossed the keys to the security and approached the home. After the acciden