trying to protect her. The following
morning, I confronted Daniel directly.
“Are you and Sophie hiding something from me?”
He froze for a moment, then smiled.
“She’s a teenage girl, Claire. Sometimes she simply needs her father.”
“Then why do you both stop talking whenever I enter the room?”
Daniel’s smile disappeared.
“You’re thinking too much.” What happened next read in the comments
His answer did not reassure me. It frightened me even more.
Two days later, Sophie said she was going to a friend’s house. Twenty minutes afterward, Daniel left too, claiming he had a
work meeting. From the window, I watched Sophie climb into his car. I grabbed my keys and followed them.
They drove out of town and stopped in front of a small house with curtains drawn across its windows. Daniel looked around
before entering with Sophie. After sitting in my car for ten minutes, I
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