I wept in Ethan’s arms, my tears soaking through his shirt. To anyone watching, I appeared devastated by grief over Lily’s death. But hidden against his chest, my lips curled into a
satisfied smile.
“I’m so sorry,” I sobbed, my voice breaking perfectly. “If only I hadn’t called you that day…”
My mind drifted back to that pivotal afternoon five years ago. I remembered how I’d deliberately called Ethan away when Lily was critically ill. I knew exactly what I was doing
when I made that call, claiming Emma needed him urgently.
I had watched Olivia’s desperate calls light up Ethan’s phone throughout the day. Each time, I’d casually dismissed the notifications before he could see them. I hadn’t deleted them–that would have been too obvious. I simply made sure he was too distracted to notice.
“Emma needs you,” I had told him, my voice trembling with manufactured concern. “The doctors say her condition is worsening.”
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