said. “I can’t keep pretending that nothing is happening.”
“Not yet,” Daniel replied. “Promise me you won’t tell her anything. If she finds out, everything will change.”
“But what if we run out of time?”
A long silence followed.
“Then you will have to be strong for her.”
My heart began pounding so violently that I had to hold on to the wall. I walked away before they could notice me.
That night, I could not sleep. Daniel was lying beside me, but it felt as though an enormous wall stood between us. I wanted
to wake him and demand an explanation, but I was terrified of hearing the truth. The darkest possibilities raced through my
mind. Maybe Sophie was not really my daughter. Maybe Daniel had discovered something years ago and had hidden it from
me. Or perhaps our daughter had gotten into serious trouble, and my husband was
