Chapter 4

I was making coffee when my mother's terrified voice shattered the morning quiet through my phone.

"Rose, honey, you need to see what's online. Someone's saying terrible things about us."

My hands stilled on the coffee pot. "What kind of things?"

"About the fire. About your father and me. They're saying we... that we caused it." Her voice broke on the last words.

I abandoned my coffee and rushed to my laptop, my heart hammering as I navigated to Whitney's social media accounts. What I found there made my blood turn to ice.

Whitney had posted a lengthy, emotional account…