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Chapter 60

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Chad's POV

I stared at the phone in my hand, the screen glaring back at me as if mocking my disbelief. For several moments, I couldn’t find the words to speak. All I could focus on was the image of Becky, dressed in the same outfit she had worn the day she left the house—something so trivial, yet the weight of it felt like a hammer against my chest.

I remembered that day clearly. She had told me she was going to visit her sick aunt, that she’d be gone for a few hours. I’d stayed home with our daughter, taking care of her the entire day, trying to make the most of the time we had. Becky’s departure had seemed harmless, routine even. But then she turned off her phone, and the hours stretched longer and longer, like the slow unraveling of something I couldn’t yet comprehend.

She returned home just before midnight, and when I confronted her, she had looked me in the eye and calmly explained that her aunt had taken a turn for the worse, a critical situation. I wanted to believe her—needed
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