Chapter 8 - Daniel Unexpected Arrival At The Suburban Home
At eleven o'clock that evening, a dark luxury sedan pulled into our driveway, its headlights cutting through the thick rain. A tall man in a damp trench coat stepped out and walked up the front walkway, ringing the doorbell with steady purpose.
I opened the door, and my breath caught in my throat as I recognized the sharp jawline and blue eyes of Daniel Sterling. "What are you doing here, Daniel?" I whispered frantically, checking over my shoulder to see if Mark was watching.
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"Diane called me two hours ago and said the truth about eleven years ago was coming out tonight," Daniel said, his voice deep and urgent. "You need to know what happened in Chicago, Emily; your husband's family set us both up."
Mark walked into the foyer behind me, his hands balling into tight fists as he saw Daniel standing on our porch.
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