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Chapter 4 No.4

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Cole

It felt wrong. The sun was still shining, the sky was still a perfect, c

e weathered wooden planks. Her dress was plastered to her ti

oice hoarse with disbelief.

r tiny chest. He breathed into her mouth, his movements jerky

touched her daughter's cold cheek. A guttural sob tore from her throat, a sound of such profound

escaped, tracing a path through the grime on his cheek. He gathered the little girl i

belly. I wanted to say something, to offer some impossible comfort,

head sn

locked on. The raw pain in them was gone, rep

e, and utterly

ambled to her feet and

no!" Etha

o fast. I stumbled back, my hand

round the waist just before she reached me. He held her

r arm shooting out, a trembling f

a raw, shredded thing. "It wa

lake and the wind fading to a dull roar in my ears. "What... what are

e water. "You were jealous that I was here, that Ethan and I

ts she had so carefully planted. She was building a motive out o

hed her! You pushed her i

antically. "No, I was with Ethan. I w

oom? Who knows what you did after I left? Do you think

shock in their expressions was slowly being

was my alibi. He knew the truth. I pleaded with

ms wrapped around her shaking body.

aw the doubt creep in, a cold, chilling shadow that extinguished the last flicker o

't say

n't de

ce was hi

, my heart didn't just break. It turned to ice. It sank to the bot

me, I saw the corner of Olivia's mouth twitch

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