Chapter 4

I barely slept after the reunion, Cillian's words echoing in my mind like a haunting melody. *Some truths are harder to bear than silence.* What truth could be worse than the betrayal I'd already lived through?

The next morning brought unexpected answers. Jenny Walsh called just as I was forcing down my second cup of coffee, her voice tight with something between guilt and determination.

"Penny? Can we meet? There's something I need to tell you about last night. About Cillian."

We met at Pike Place Market, the familiar chaos of vendors and tourists providing cover for a conversation I…