But how could I recover when every moment felt like a knife twisting deeper? Ethan’s shadows loomed larger, and I could feel the weight of his choices crushing me.
Section 6
The officer left, and I was still reeling when my phone buzzed. I fumbled for it, my heart racing when I saw Ethan’s name flashing. “Ethan!” I answered, desperate for reassurance.
“Rebecca! You need to listen to me,” he said, his voice frantic. “Things are bad. I— I need your help.”
“What do you mean? You left me alone. You weren’t even here for our daughter!”
“I didn’t have a choice!” He sounded panicked. “They’re claiming I’m involved in some fraud. I need you to back me up!”
“Back you up? Why would I do that?”
Silence stretched between us, thick with accusation. “I didn’t mean to leave you alone, I had to think on my feet. If they find out—”
