Chapter Twenty-Nine – The Net Tightens
He didn’t need proof to know she was lying—he only needed to watch her breathe.
Julia carried the photograph with her everywhere.
It was her lifeline, her proof, her pulse.
But it was also a weight.
Every step she took, she felt it pressing against her.
Every time Daniel’s eyes lingered on her pocket or her hands, she thought—he knows.
On Sunday morning, Daniel suggested a walk.
They hadn’t left the house together in weeks.
Julia’s heart jolted. If she went, she might find a chance to drop the photo somewhere safe.
But as they walked through the quiet neighborhood, Daniel’s hand never left hers. His grip was firm, possessive, almost guiding her like a child.
When they passed a park bench, her fingers twitched toward her pocket.
Daniel’s vo
