William’s FPOVI kept the old photograph pulled up on my phone screen the entire drive back, staring at it while Willow quietly drank the rest of her coffee. I still couldn't place the woman lurking in the background. She was half-obscured by someone walking past, but there was something vaguely familiar about the shape of her silhouette.“Moonridge community center,” Willow murmured, glancing at my screen.I looked over at her. “How do you know?”“We used to hold all the youth council gatherings there back then.”I nodded slowly as the pieces clicked. She was right. The faded brick mural visible behind us in the photo gave it away. I remembered that building vividly from when I was seventeen, eighteen, nineteen—back when I foolishly believed I had the whole world figured out. Apparently, I hadn't understood a damn thing.When we finally made it back to the manor, I spotted Zach near the side garden, quietly trimming the deadheads off a rose bush. I marched right over and shoved the p
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