Chapter 3 - A Decade Of Secrets Collides In The Quiet Park
The surrounding park noises—children laughing on the swings, distant dog barks, and birds chirping—faded into absolute silence.
Arthur closed the distance between them slowly, as if approaching a frightened deer that might vanish at any second.
“Find you? Clara, I spent ten years believing you and our unborn child died in that terrible highway fire,” Arthur choked out.
Tears spilled over Clara’s eyelashes, carving wet tracks down her pale cheeks as she shook her head vehemently.
“There was no fire, Arthur. It was a staged warning... a message from people who wanted you destroyed,” Clara wept softly.
Arthur stopped dead in his tracks, his brow furrowing in deep confusion as the dark pieces began to connect.
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“What are you talking about? Who could possibly want to destroy us?” Arthur demanded, his protective instincts flaring up.
Clara glanced down at little Lena, who was clutching the red plastic bucket against her chest with wide, frightened eyes.
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