Timothy answered my call quickly, his voice calm and assured, as if he'd been expecting me to concede. "It looks like you've made up your mind, Josie.""Yes," I replied evenly. "Didn't you want to reconcile? Fine. Let's make it public. But you have to agree to one condition."Almost immediately, he replied with certainty, "You want Isaac completely cleared from this, don't you?"My fingers tightened around the phone, but I didn't answer.If he insisted on dragging me out of the fragile peace I'd finally clawed my way toward and back into that mess, then I would go down with him.My silence was answer enough.For a moment, all I could hear was his low breathing through the line. When he spoke again, the smug satisfaction from earlier was gone. His tone had turned noticeably colder."Stay home. I'll come over tonight. We'll talk then."…That evening, Timothy arrived.The moment Daphne saw him, she marched up and complained, "Daddy, you're a liar! You promised you'd bring me so
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