I dropped my glass when I saw it.
“Where did you get that?” I asked in shock.
Ava’s fingers were trembling.
“Is Daniel really at work?” she asked.
“Yes.
Why?”
She sank to the floor and burst into tears.
“I’ve wanted to tell you since you adopted me,” she sobbed.
“But I was afraid of your husband.”
My heart stopped.
“Tell me what?
What do you mean?”
Ava looked me straight in the eye.
I still can’t forget the expression on her face.
“Everything you know about the night Chloe d*ed is a lie,” she whispered.
“You’d better sit down.”
I sat down slowly, my legs no longer steady beneath me.
Ava pressed the jacket against her chest like she was holding something sacred.
“That night,” she said, “Chloe and I never made it to the movies.”
I stared at her.
“What do you mean?”
