Josh’s POV
The television was playing quietly in the background, but none of us were really watching it.
Dad sat in one of the chairs.
Jamie and Celeste were together on the lounge.
And I sat opposite them, surrounded by a silence that felt heavier than it should have.
For the first time in weeks, there wasn’t an argument.
No one was talking about Lilly.
No one was talking about Travis.
No one was talking about the shooting.
We were simply sitting there, trying to pretend that maybe life could finally return to normal.
Then Dad’s phone rang.
The sudden sound cut through the room, making all of us look toward him.
Dad pulled his phone from his jeans and glanced at the screen.
His expression immediately changed.
“It’s your sister’s lawyer.”
My stomach tightened.
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