LOGINThe other side of Candace's face began to swell almost immediately.She knew there was no reasoning with Spencer now. As far as she was concerned, there was nothing human left in him.But she wasn't about to die here. Not for a woman she'd only met a handful of times.Fear for her life gave Candace a sudden burst of strength. She wrenched herself free of his grip and fought back, sinking her teeth into him and tearing at his flesh.She screamed, "Hailey killed herself! Why the hell should I have to die for her? Why? She's the one who gave up. She's the one who chose to end her life. What's that got to do with me?"All I did was tell her the truth. If I hadn't, you'd have kept her in the dark for the rest of her life! She couldn't walk, her future was ruined, and she'd have spent the rest of her life with a cheating husband who lied to her face!"Can you imagine anything more pathetic? I saved her from that! Can't you see? Without me, she'd still be suffering, believing every disg
For a long while, neither of them spoke.Spencer watched as Candace hurriedly zipped the briefcase shut and tossed it into the back seat as if it had burned her. Then he locked the doors and hit the window-lock switch."Look familiar?"His voice was perfectly casual, as though he'd merely asked where she wanted to go next.Candace heard the soft chime as the car doors locked. Her blood ran cold. A chill sharper than the winter wind outside crept up her spine to the base of her skull.She pulled her hand back, tucked her feet in, and pressed herself against the passenger door. She forced a smile."Spencer, what's wrong? Didn't you say your eyes were bothering you?"Spencer smiled as Candace continued to play innocent. He even adopted her usual sweet, cheerful tone."Yeah, those messages were pretty painful to read. What about you? Now that you've seen them, is anything bothering you? Your eyes? Your heart? Anything else?"The way he mimicked her, all while wearing that stiff, h
Candace came downstairs, dragging a large suitcase behind her. The moment she saw Spencer waiting, she hurried over and threw herself into his arms."Spencer, I thought you were still angry with me. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have said those things. Thank you for giving me another chance."The strong fragrance wafting from her hair made Spencer's stomach turn again. He fought back the urge to vomit and said nothing.He took her suitcase in one hand and slipped his other arm around her waist, guiding her slowly toward the car.Candace glanced down at his arm, her heart fluttering with excitement. A blush crept into her cheeks.In the five months they'd known each other, Spencer had rarely initiated physical affection. She took it as a sign that he'd finally put his grief behind him and was ready to be with her.Unable to contain her excitement, she spoke up. "Have you been eating properly? You've lost so much weight I barely recognize you. It breaks my heart to see you like this."Sp
On the morning of the dedication of Hailey’s memorial, Spencer left the apartment. He'd shaved, cut his hair short, and showered before dressing in black.Downstairs, he threw away the trash he'd gathered. Then he looked up at the seventh-floor window, where the blue curtains still hung.He stood there for a long time, unable to tear his eyes away.As the first rays of sunlight broke through, he finally turned away. He pulled his keys from his pocket and carefully removed the little doll charm from the key ring.Then he dropped the keys into a storm drain.He went to the garage, got into his car, and drove straight to Elaren Hill.He had no idea where Hailey was buried. Starting at the foot of the hill, he worked his way up, checking each headstone as he went.Halfway up, he spotted Nadine standing in front of a grave. The tension finally left his body. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and walked toward her."Mom," he called softly.Nadine ignored him. She crouched in fron
There were 26 pages in all, each filled with printed text messages. Black-and-white photos appeared among the messages, stirring memories of the past few months.He examined the pages one by one, his eyes drawn to the photos first. He recognized every single one. Many of the originals were still on his phone, which he'd left switched off since shutting himself away after the funeral.By the time he reached the last photograph, a strange tingling had spread through his temples. It wasn't painful, but somehow, the sensation snapped him out of his daze.Spencer gathered up the scattered pages and struggled to his feet. He stumbled back to the bedroom, turned on the light, and found the phone he'd tossed into a corner.He plugged it in and held down the power button. Hailey's photo was still on his lock screen, and her birthday was still his passcode.But when he opened his photo gallery, he found barely a dozen pictures of them together, all taken before September. There wasn't a sin
Nadine had been searching for a burial plot for Hailey.There were no ashes left to bury, but she couldn't bear the thought of Hailey being all alone in death, without even a grave to call her own.After looking at countless plots, she'd finally found a peaceful, sunny spot on Elaren Hill and bought it.As far as Nadine knew, Hailey had destroyed all her belongings before she died. But Nadine still had the bracelet Hailey had given her when she married Spencer.She planned to bury the bracelet in place of Hailey's ashes and mark the grave with a headstone.She'd come over today to get Hailey's funeral portrait so she could have a copy made for the headstone. She wanted somewhere she could visit Hailey and pay her respects on holidays.Instead, she'd discovered the truth about Hailey's death.Nadine was still reeling from what she'd learned. She didn't know what to make of it, and she couldn't bear to look at Spencer right now.After taking a moment to steady herself, she walked







