Naomi’s POV
The call ended, but the questions clung to me like steam in a closed room.
Who was Celeste?
What promise?
And what kind of secret could survive my father’s death—and mine?
Raymond watched me closely from the bed, concern flickering in his eyes.
“Is everything okay Darling?”
I sat beside him, my phone still in my hand.
“Well, it seems I'd be getting more shocking calls and discovering more secrets from now on.”
“A woman just called, she said her name is Celeste and She said she knew my father. That there’s something I need to know, Something he promised before he died.”
Raymond’s brows drew together. “Do You want me to come with you?”
“No,” I said slowly. “Not yet.”
Some things had to be faced alone—if only at first.
…………
Celeste chose a quiet corner café in Broo
