INICIAR SESIÓNChapter 104Evelyn's office smelled like coffee and printer toner by the time Riley and Ashton arrived the next morning, files stacked in uneven towers across every flat surface, evidence of a woman who'd clearly worked through most of the night."Sit," Evelyn said, not looking up from her laptop. "I've been chasing your nickname since you called me at midnight.""And?" Riley perched on the edge of the chair across from her desk, hands clasped so tight her knuckles had gone pale."And I want to caution you both before I say another word." Evelyn finally looked up, her expression unusually careful. "Grace gave you a fragment. A nickname, secondhand, filtered through a decade of memory and fear. That's not proof. That's a starting point, and starting points can lead you somewhere real, or they can lead you somewhere that costs you everything if you act on it too fast.""We understand," Ashton said. "Show us what you found." Evelyn turned her laptop screen toward them. "I pulled every
Chapter 103Riley found Iris awake when she got home that night, curled on the living room couch under a blanket with the television murmuring low, Aniya dozing upright in the armchair beside her."She wouldn't sleep until you got back," Aniya whispered, stirring awake as Riley stepped through the door. "Said she wanted to wait up. I tried, Riley, I promise I tried.""It's okay." Riley crossed the room and sank onto the couch beside her daughter, and Iris blinked up at her, sleepy and solemn in a way that had become far too familiar these past weeks."You went to see the lady who might know the truth," Iris said. Not a question. Riley had stopped trying to shield her from the broad strokes of what was happening days ago, after the school fence, after realizing that silence only ever left room for someone crueler to fill in the blanks."I did." Riley smoothed a hand over Iris's hair, tucking a loose curl behind her ear. "It's late, baby. You should be asleep.""Did she tell you who it
Chapter 102Grace Malu called on a Tuesday, nine days after she'd pushed them out of her office and locked the door behind them.Riley was folding laundry when her phone rang from an unknown number, and something in her gut told her to answer before she'd even fully registered the ring."Is this Riley?" The voice was hushed, urgent, unmistakably Grace. "I don't have long. I need you to listen carefully."Riley's heart slammed into her throat. She dropped the shirt she'd been folding and pressed the phone hard against her ear. "I'm listening. I'm right here.""Not on the phone," Grace said. "There's a diner off Route 9, past the old grain mill, about forty minutes outside the city. Rosie's. Tomorrow, two in the morning. Come alone. No lawyers, no recording devices, nothing that could trace back to me if this goes wrong.""Two in the morning?""Because at two in the morning, nobody who'd care is awake to notice." A pause, brief and heavy. "I saw the news, Riley. About the leak. I'm sor
Chapter 101Hailey Whitmore had watched Riley face on three different magazine covers this month alone, and every single time, something bitter curled tight behind her ribs.She sat in her penthouse living room with her tablet propped on her knee, scrolling through yet another glowing profile*Riley Creed: From Tabloid Punchline to Hollywood's Next Leading Lady* and felt the old, familiar heat crawl up the back of her neck.Two years ago, Hailey had been the one people wrote profiles about. The golden social elite, invited to every gala, photographed on every red carpet that mattered. Then her marriage with Ashton had quietly ended, and Ashton had gone back to Riley like she had never existed at all...and somehow, impossibly, it was Riley who kept climbing while Hailey's own name slid further and further out of anyone's mouth.She told herself it wasn't about Ashton. Not really. She'd built a life without him, mostly. But watching the woman who'd replaced her in his life also repla
Chapter 100Aniya hadn't touched her dinner.She sat at the kitchen table in the apartment she shared with Damian, staring at a plate of food that has gone cold under the overhead light, her phone face-up beside her fork where she could see it the second it lit up. It hadn't lit up in over an hour, not since Riley's last text... *She's calmer now. Ashton's staying over. I'll call you tomorrow* Three sentences that had done nothing to loosen the tight knot sitting under Aniya's ribs since the moment Riley had called her sobbing from her restroom.Damian came in from the living room, drying his hands on a dish towel, and paused in the doorway when he saw her."You're doing the thing again," he said gently."What thing.""The thing where you stare at your food like it personally wronged you." He crossed the kitchen and pulled out the chair beside her, sitting close enough that his knee brushed hers under the table. "Eat something, babe. You've been picking at that plate since seven."
Chapter 99Three days passed with no call from Grace. Riley checked her phone so often the habit had become its own kind of ache, a reflexive glance every time it buzzed with a notification that turned out to be nothing.. a script note from Greg, a reminder about Iris's parent-teacher conference, anything but the one voice she was waiting to hear.She'd made a decision in the quiet of those three days, lying awake beside Ashton each night. She wasn't going to tell Iris anything yet. Not until they had the whole truth, clean and certain, something she could explain to a ten-year-old without leaving jagged edges for her small mind to cut itself on.When I know everything, she told herself. When I can promise her nothing will actually change. Then I'll tell her, gently, on my own terms. And I'll adopt her properly, legally, so there's never a single piece of paper anywhere that says she isn't mine.She hadn't planned on Frederick.She was on set that Thursday afternoon, three takes deep
Chapter 1“Mom, are you really sure he’s going to show up?” Iris’s voice had a hollow, heavy ache that no ten-year-old should ever have to carry. As Riley ran the brush through her daughter's dark curls, the strands slipped from her fingers. Today was Iris's golden birthday, a day that should ha
Chapter 5Riley didn't hesitate. The woman who had fiercely slapped him the night before disappeared under the crushing weight of a mother’s desperation. Slowly, agonizingly, she lowered her battered, aching body onto the gravel driveway, her knees digging into the sharp stones right beside his dr
Chapter 4The heavy smell of cheap disinfectant, sweat, and old plastic chairs filled the crowded emergency room waiting area. It was completely different from the freezing, rainy night Riley had just escaped.The nurses had rushed Iris through a set of double doors into a separate treatment room t
Chapter 3The moment they stepped out the front door, a sudden, loud crack of thunder shook the whole sky.The clouds burst, and a massive downpour slammed into the ground. The rain fell in heavy, blinding sheets, completely soaking the perfect, neat driveway.Iris gasped, shivering from the biting







