CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
MELINDA
Two Weeks Later
Kieran had suggested a weekend at the beach house, just the two of us before we told anyone about the pregnancy. I'd agreed immediately, needing the space to process everything away from the estate and the foundation and all the demands of daily life.
We drove out Friday evening, the sunset painting the sky orange and pink. The small house looked exactly the same as the last time we'd been here, back when I'd still been drowning in lies and fear.
"Remember the last time we were here?" I asked as we unpacked.
"I do. I'd just handled the Verena problem, you were terrified about everything." He set our bags down. "You were so different then."
"So were you. Less patient, more angry about the secrets."
"Can you blame me?" But he smiled when h
