After Maggie's death, Daniel sent flowers. Paul threw the card.
That was the last time I heard from him.
“Why have you returned?”
That was the last time I heard from him.
“My wife got a job here. My mother is getting older. And I got tired of pretending that I wanted to hate my brother until one of us died.”
“And Paul knows you’re here. Do you know that Lily is going to this school?”
Daniel’s face paled.
“I told her she was going to that school.”
I got up so fast that my chair rolled back.
“I got tired of pretending.”
For a second, I couldn't speak.
Paul didn't just know Daniel had come back.
All those times I'd told her how much Lily looked like Maggie... the night she asked me to stop talking about her.
He knew there was an explanation.
Now I needed to know why my husband had seen me cry Lily's death and had opted for silence.
