I’m too scared to even consider believing that Cedric had nothing to do with what happened eight years ago. What if I trust him now, and it’s all just lie? The consequences would be long lasting. But no one seems to understand that. Probably because nobody else, aside from me, has anything to lose.
I hear a knock, and before I can even turn around, Finn’s bouncing footsteps reach my ears and he’s opening the front door.
“Finn!” I call out in exasperation. He’s not supposed to open the door to anyone.
I’m already heading over when I hear him shout out, “Mom, there’s a lady here!”
A lady? She must be a saleswoman. Odd time to show up, though.
Wiping my hands on the dish towel, I walk toward the door. “We’re not interested in anything you’re sell—”
The words get stuck in my throat when
