Chapter 66

The past few days had been calm, almost too quiet.

Benjamin and I have been closer, trying to understand each other and trying not to have arguments. Daisy laughed around him more, clinging to his arm when they sat together, asking him questions about everything and anything. They were bonding in a way I hadn’t thought possible, and though a part of me worried, another part of me felt a fragile sort of peace.

We had agreed to tell Daisy the truth about him, about him being her father—but only when Lucy’s case was finally over. Until then, we lived inside a fragile bubble, pretending things were normal.

When I once asked Benjamin how he planned to handle Lucy’s case, he simply said the police would drop it. His tone had been steady, confident. “They won’t find any evidence,” he told me, his fingers brushing mine across the table as if to ground me. “I’ll make them end it.”

The only thing left was to find out who the anonymous messenger was.

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