The second Henry saw me, he stopped cold.He stared through my car window.For a second, I thought he'd do what he always did.Panic. Explain. Find some way to make it all go away.But he didn't.He just stood there, his face slowly going pale.Because this time, I hadn't caught some little mistake.I'd caught the other life he'd been hiding for years.Anna stood behind him."Henry."He looked back at Anna.Guilt. Panic. Uncertainty.It was all over his face.But sitting in my car, I felt weirdly calm.Before, I would've jumped out, cried, and demanded answers.Now I couldn't even be bothered.Because I already had my answer.Henry walked over and tapped on my window.I cracked it open."Freya, let me explain."Of course."Let me explain."Same line. Every time.Whenever I caught something shady over the years, Henry always had an explanation ready.And with enough excuses, he could make anything sound innocent.I said nothing.He lowered his voice. "Anna's ha
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