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Chapter 300
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Harrison’s POVThe hospital was quiet after midnight.The corridor lights had dimmed to half-strength an hour ago, turning the hallway outside Room 412 into a muted tunnel where the only sounds were distant footsteps and the squeak of rubber-soled shoes on polished floors.Estelle was in the chair beside me.She’d been there since Claire’s call ended four hours ago, not speaking, not reading, just sitting with her feet tucked under her and her hands wrapped around a paper cup of tea she’d gotten from the vending machine and never drunk.I stared at the ceiling.My ribs ached with every breath. The cast on my left arm itched somewhere deep inside, unreachable, a maddening sensation I’d been trying to ignore for hours. The stitches across my forehead pulled every time I moved my eyebrows.“Estelle,” I said.“Mm.”“I need to tell you something.”She turned her head. In the low light her face was all shadow and angles, the hollows under her eyes deeper, the line of her jaw sharper.She lo
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Claire’s POVThe phone rang at half past ten.I was standing at the kitchen counter holding a mug of tea I hadn’t drunk and wouldn’t drink.Staring at the wall the way I’d been staring at things for the past twenty-four hours, at nothing, through nothing.My eyes pointed at surfaces but saw only the corridor outside Room 412 and the click of the door as Estelle dismissed me from my own son’s bedside.Harrison’s name appeared on the screen.I picked up.“Mother.”His voice was wrong. Not angry—I knew angry, I could handle angry, I’d built an entire life around handling angry.This was something else.It was distant.A voice delivered from the far side of something that couldn’t be crossed back over.“Harrison,” I said. “How are you feeling? Did the nurse—”“I know about the photograph.”My hand tightened on the mug. The ceramic was cold against my fingers.“Lyndsey called,” he continued in that same flat register. “An hour ago. She told me everything. You sitting at the computer. Choos
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Lyndsey’s POVThe sitting room smelled like furniture polish and old money.I’d grown up in this room.I’d sat on this exact armchair at thirteen watching my father negotiate a shipping contract over speakerphone while my mother handed him whiskey and said nothing.I’d curled up here at sixteen reading novels about women who ran away to Paris and reinvented themselves.I’d sat here at twenty-two when Claire first came to dinner and caught my mother’s interest.Now I was sitting here in a bathrobe with unwashed hair and a breast pump stain on the left lapel, waiting for two people I barely knew to arrive so I could destroy whatever remained of my life.The baby monitor sat on the table between the armchairs.Down the hall, my mother’s voice drifted through the study door. She was on the phone with someone, her tone warm and relaxed, the voice she used for old contacts.I couldn’t hear the words. I didn’t want to.The doorbell rang at nine-fourteen.I heard the housekeeper’s footsteps,
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Karl’s POVThe kitchen table looked like a conspiracy board from a show that had jumped the shark.The newspaper sat in the center—twenty-eight years old, DAVID EMERSON, 34, FOUND DEAD IN HOME—with the snake photos fanned out on one side and the evidence bags on the other. My cold coffee sat on the corner of the timeline, the brown ring it left now a permanent part of the document.I’d been staring at all of it for forty minutes. Forty minutes of sitting in a kitchen chair, alone, with a dead man’s headline staring up at me and the full scope of everything I knew pressing against the inside of my skull like a migraine with an agenda.I picked up my phone.Not Estelle. Not Harrison. I scrolled past both their names.Lyndsey Donovan.She answered on the fifth ring. Her voice was scraped down to the base layer, the voice of someone who’d been awake at 3 AM and hadn’t recovered from it.“What,” she said.“It’s Karl.”“I know it’s Karl. Your name came up on the screen. What do you want?”“
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Harrison’s POVLight came first, blazing through my eyelids.I tried to turn my head away from it and pain exploded through my ribs, a white-hot band across my left side that locked every muscle in my torso.I stopped moving. I stopped breathing for a second. I lay absolutely still until the pain receded to a manageable throb.Then sound.Footsteps in a corridor beyond a closed door. My own breathing, louder than it should be, rattling through a throat that felt lined with sandpaper.Then a voice.“…showed his drawings of the monarch butterfly life cycle. Lucas’s drawings of the chrysalis stages were so detailed and his classmates were all so excited. They kept asking him questions that Lucas answered…”The voice hitched.A small catch, barely audible, a swallowed sound that interrupted the sentence before it could finish.Estelle.She was reading something, but it wasn’t the Catherine the Great biography my mother had been reciting.This was different.This was about butterflies.Abo
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Estelle’s POVThrough the glass I could see everything.Harrison was flat on his back, the cast on his left arm running from elbow to fingertips, thick and white against the blue hospital blanket.The stitches across his forehead formed a dark crooked line, black thread pulled tight through swollen skin, and his face was slack in a way I’d never seen it—jaw loose, mouth open, every trace of the man who held himself locked and upright stripped away by whatever they’d given him to keep him under.The monitors beeped in a steady pattern beside his head. An IV line ran from the back of his right hand up to a bag on a pole.Claire sat in the plastic chair on the far side of his bed.She was upright. Her bag was on the floor beside her, zipped, everything in place.She held a book in her lap—the spine was cracked, well-read, her left hand curled around the open pages while her right rested on the arm of the chair. Her lipstick was fresh. Her hair was combed.She looked immaculate.She looke
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Estelle’s POVI paid the taxi driver and my hands shook so badly that I dropped the first note and had to fumble for another one while he waited patiently, not meeting my eyes.It was nearly noon and the sun was absurdly bright and I felt like everyone on the street could see exactly where I’d been
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Estelle’s POVThe shopping center was bright and loud and full of weekend crowds, and Chloe raced ahead of us immediately, pressing her nose against every window display we passed, shouting back commentary about sequined shoes and sparkly headbands.Daisy walked beside me and waited until Chloe was
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Estelle’s POVMy eyes opened slowly, and everything felt wrong before I even knew where I was.Not my bedroom. Not my ceiling. Hotel room—why was I in a hotel room?Then I remembered. Harrison’s texts, the wine I’d poured myself after reading them, the taxi, the hotel room door opening, his face whe
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Harrison’s POVI booked the room right there on my phone, grabbed the whiskey bottle, and left the house without telling anyone where I was going.The Meridian’s lobby was quiet and nearly empty this late. I checked in quickly at the front desk, took the lift up to the fifth floor, and let myself in
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