Jake was talking on the phone.
“She still doesn’t know anything. I’m already inside. In a few days, it will all be over.”
My heart began racing.
Then I heard another sentence.
“If she remembers what happened that night, we’re all going to have a problem.”
The next morning, I decided to make him leave.
But before I could say anything, the doorbell rang.
Standing outside was my daughter, Sarah, accompanied by two men I had never seen before.
She looked at Jake and turned pale.
“Mom, get away from him! You have no idea who that boy really is!”
Jake slowly turned toward my daughter.
“But you know, Sarah. You know exactly who I am.”
At that moment, I realized my children and this young man were hiding a secret from each other.
And somehow, I was at the center of it.
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“You weren’t supposed to be here,” Sarah whispered, staring at Jake.
Her voice trembled so badly that I instinctively grabbed the doorframe to steady myself.
My daughter had always been a confident woman. Even on the day of her father’s funeral, she had organized everything while I could barely stand.
But now she was frightened.
The two men who had arrived with her introduced themselves as an attorney and a medical consultant.
Sarah explained that they had come to discuss my future.
