“I’ll join you in a moment. I just need to call Tatiana and let her know.”
She smiled. “Okay, darling. Don’t take too long.”
I watched her walk down the corridor, her heels clicking rhythmically against the floor, the sound fading into the distance.
The moment she disappeared from view, I turned sharply and climbed the stairs two at a time, my legs moving fast.
I hurried into my room and slammed the door shut behind me. The click of the lock sounded like a shield snapping into place.
I dropped into the chair at my desk, my hands trembling as Ipulled the folder from the back of my pants and placed it beside my laptop.
Adrenaline surged through my entire body, making my pulse race.
I was fighting against time.
Against everything I thought I knew.
Switching on the laptop, I inserted the USB drive.
My finger hovered over the mouse.
Once I pressed play, there would be no going back.
No pretending.
No denial.
Only the truth—and the consequences that came with it.
47
CALEB
My pulse thudded in my ears.
Whatever was hidden inside that folder had been buried for years—protected, manipulated, twisted into a version of the truth I had carried like a weapon against the woman I loved.
Beneath the anger and the pride and the years of resentment, there had always been a quiet voice whispering that something didn’t add up.
That she hadn’t been lying.
That I had been wrong.
I swallowed hard and drew in a slow breath.
Then I opened the folder.
It contained a video clip.
I clicked the button and played the video.
The screen flickered to life.
It was a clip from one of the cameras in my parents’ house facing the front door.
A car was parked outside.
Twopeople sat inside.