Todos os capítulos de Shared by My Husband's Best Friends: Capítulo 71 - Capítulo 80

The knife gleamed under the light. Marcus stood in the doorway. His dark hair was the same. No scar. His eyes were cold. His smile was thin. Luca stepped in front of me. Derek stepped in front of Luca. Eli grabbed the children and moved to the corner. Marcus laughed. A low, dry sound. He said he had been waiting for this moment. For years. Watching. Planning. Dreaming. I asked what he wanted. He said he wanted Hope. She was his daughter. The real Marcus had died in prison. The man in the grave was his twin. Marcus had been free all along. Derek asked how Marcus knew about Hope. Marcus said he had been watching since she was born. From a distance. He had seen her first steps. Heard her first words. Watched her grow. I felt cold. My hands were shaking. Luca asked why Marcus had not come forward before. Marcus said because Derek had been in the way. Derek had paid people to watch Marcus. To keep him away. But Derek was weak now. Broken. Easy to push aside. Derek stepped forward

I stared at my phone. The words blurred. It is not over. I will be there soon. – M My hands were cold. My heart was pounding. Luca saw my face. He asked what was wrong. I showed him the text. His jaw tightened. He said M could be anyone. Marcus was dead. The twins were dead or in prison. Luke was sitting in the living room. Eli read the text over my shoulder. He said it could be a trap. Someone was playing games. Derek took the phone. He read the text. His face went pale. He said we should call the police. Luca said the police would not believe us. They had heard too many stories. Derek said he did not care. He was calling. He dialed 911. He told the operator everything. The knife through the mail slot. The notes. The texts. The twins. Marcus. The operator said they would send a car. We waited. Luke sat on the couch. His head was in his hands. He said he did not send the texts. He did not know who M was. Luca said he believed him. The doorbell rang. Luca looked throug

I stood by the window, watching the street. The children were asleep. Luca was in the nursery. Eli was in the kitchen. Luke was on the couch.My phone buzzed again. Derek.She is asking for you. She says she wants to explain.I typed back. I will come tomorrow.Luca came out of the nursery. His face was tight. He said he did not think I should go.I asked why.He said Lena was dangerous. Even in prison.Eli came out of the kitchen. He said he agreed with Luca.Luke sat up. He said Lena had tried to kill us. She had sent the knife. She had sent the texts.I said she was sorry. Derek said so.Luca said Derek was not always honest.I said I knew. But I had to go. I had to hear her story. I had to forgive her. For myself.Eli took my hand. He said he would come with me.I said no. I had to go alone.Luca said no.I said yes.We argued. The painting watched.Finally, Luca agreed. He would drive me. He would wait outside. I would go in alone.The next morning, we drove to the prison. The wa

I stared at my phone. The words blurred.I know the final secret. Meet me at the warehouse on Elm Street. Midnight. Come alone.Luca saw my face. He asked what was wrong.I showed him the text.His jaw tightened. He said no. I was not going.Eli read the text over my shoulder. He said it could be a trap.I said I had to go. Whoever sent this knew about Marcus. About the driver. About the truth.Luca said he would come with me.I said the text said alone.Eli said we could wait outside. Watch from a distance.I said okay.That night, I drove to the warehouse.The building was dark. The windows were boarded. The door was rusted.I pushed it open.A single light hung from the ceiling. A man stood under it. Tall. Gray hair. A familiar face.Tom.I asked what he was doing here.He said he had been thinking about Marcus. About the driver. About all the secrets.He said he wanted to tell the final truth. Before it was too late.I asked what truth.He said Marcus had written a letter. Before

I stared at my phone. The words blurred.I know the final secret. Meet me at the lighthouse. Dawn. Come alone.Luca saw my face. He asked what was wrong.I showed him the text.His jaw tightened. He said no. I was not going.Eli read the text over my shoulder. He said it could be a trap.I said I had to go. Whoever sent this knew about Marcus. About the video. About everything.Luca said he would come with me.I said the text said alone.Eli said we could wait outside. Watch from a distance.I said okay.The next morning, I drove to the lighthouse.The sky was gray. The water was rough. The wind was cold.A woman stood at the base of the lighthouse. Dark hair. Dark eyes.Lena.I asked what she was doing here. She was supposed to be in prison.She said she had been released. Again. Early. Good behavior.I asked what she wanted.She said she wanted to tell the final truth. Before she left for good.I asked what truth.She said Marcus had not acted alone. He had help. From inside the fam