For a second, the world doesn’t just go quiet.It stalls.Every memory I’ve ever had of Ethan flickers through my mind like someone yanking a string of lights—our first dinner, our first kiss, the way he’d tuck hair behind my ear, the late-night talks about future homes and wedding colors and vacations we’d never take.My mother’s words ring like a bell that won’t stop vibrating:“Your father groomed him to destroy you.”I blink slowly, as if I’m trying to wake up from a dream that plays too real, too sharp.“No,” I whisper. “No. That’s insane.”My mother meets my eyes with that same sick, trembling sadness. “Honey, I wish it were.”Miles doesn’t try to intervene.Daniel doesn’t object.Nobody gives me a lifeline.I’m drowning in silence.“What are you talking about?” I ask—my voice too soft, too childish, too desperate. “Ethan loved me. He wasn’t—he couldn’t—”“Scarlett,” Daniel says gently, “look at the footage again.”I do.And there he is.In my father’s vault.Moving with certain
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