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she whispered.
I turned the screen toward Caleb.
He stared at it.
His expression did not show guilt first.
It showed calculation.
That hurt worse than guilt would have.
“Marissa,” he said quietly.
“Don’t show him that.”
The doorbell rang.
The sound came through the backyard speaker system, clean and polite under the alarm.
I opened the live camera feed.
Mark continue reading …
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