Chapter 71
- "Well..." her normally vibrant and chatty mother faltered, scratching her head awkwardly. "I think he was about 18, weren't you, Ethan?"
- Oh no, Nathalie thought with mounting horror. Her mother knew, which meant it was only a matter of time before her father knew the full story, and he would want answers.
- "The last time she saw me was the day I got arrested," Ethan admitted, breaking the uneasy silence.