AriaThe second name on that page was one I knew.Not a stranger. Not someone from my mother's time that I had never met. Someone alive. Someone breathing. Someone who had been sitting in rooms with me recently and looking me in the eyes without flinching.I read it three more times because my brain kept refusing to accept what my eyes were seeing.My father crossed the room and looked over my shoulder at the page.He went completely still."That is not possible," he said quietly."It is written right there," I said."I know what is written there," he said. "I am telling you it does not make sense."I looked at Celeste.She was watching both of us carefully with that steady gray green gaze of hers."You already knew," I said to her. "You read this before you gave it to me.""Yes," she said."And you gave it to me anyway," I said. "Tonight. Right now. When we are days away from trial and I have no time to process anything properly.""There is never a good time for something like this,
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