CHAPTER 2 — THE FALLING MASK
The police were not called immediately.
Arthur insisted on something else first.
“Let him speak,” he said.
Daniel laughed once—short, hollow.
“You all act like you’ve never made a desperate choice.”
Grace’s eyes narrowed slightly.
“No,” she said softly. “We just didn’t frame someone else for ours.”
Evelyn turned toward Daniel now, voice trembling.
“You let Grace take the blame… and you watched her suffer.”
Daniel’s silence confirmed it.
A long one.
Heavy.
Unavoidable.
Finally, he nodded.
“Yes.”
That single word broke something in Evelyn’s face.
Not anger.
Not betrayal.
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Regret.
Deep and irreversible.
