Her eyes filled with tears that didn’t seem entirely logical.
“Rebecca didn’t die in that car accident.”
The room tilted to one side.
“She abandoned us.”
I stared at him.
“No… you told me…”
“I lied.”
The girls looked scared now.
The little faces were turning pale.
Daniel laughed weakly, almost to himself.
“She wanted freedom. She said motherhood was suffocating her.” Her jaw clenched violently. “Three months later, she emptied her bank account and disappeared with another man.”
I couldn’t speak.
“So no,” he continued coldly, “my wife didn’t die.”
His eyes turned to the sanctuary.
“But the version of her that loved us loved us.”
Suddenly, the basement seemed incredibly small.
Air.
Then he looked at me intently again.
And in a low voice, he uttered the phrase that froze me to the bone:
“That’s why I chose you.”
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