Chapter 4

Nate’s post was less than twenty minutes old when the first message arrived.

Is this what happened at the shower? Are you okay?

Then another.

I had no idea Nate had a daughter. Why is he calling your baby her sister?

I put my phone facedown on the bed.

Dana returned from the kitchen with a mug of warm milk and stopped when she saw my expression.

“He posted something?”

I showed her the screen.

She read the caption twice. “He used the photo from today.”

“He knew exactly what he was doing.”

The picture made Maisie look happy. Nate’s…