Chapter 51 The Perfect Lie

The atmosphere in the study was tight with unspoken understanding. Ethan stood by the window, arms crossed, his expression hard-set as he stared out at the driveway. Emily sat on the leather couch across from him, her face bare of its usual brightness. Between them stood Sam, a quiet pillar of reason in the storm of chaos they had barely escaped. “I owe you everything,” Ethan said, finally breaking the silence. “You didn’t have to go this far.”