Chapter 58

A month later.

When I arrived at Ashville, I received an unexpected call from my bank. Informing me that a staggering $100 million had been transferred to my account. The sender? Ethan Marcel.

At first, I was upset, I felt insulted and annoyed that he felt I could easily be compensated, but when I thought about it, I realized I deserved it and more.

I moved back to my family house, struggling to conceal my depression from my father.

He had no idea I was pregnant, so how could I possibly tell him that I had a miscarriage and might have killed someone?

The weight of those secrets bore down on me, suffocating my spirit.

Living each day was a struggle. I used the art gallery as a distraction, pouring myself into my work to escape the memories of New York.

I told my father nothing about what happened, only that Ethan and I were no longer together.

He also didn't press me on the details, I guess he could tell just how heartbroken I was.

I made a promise to myself to forget Ethan and e