Luca's POV
I read it twice. Then I put the phone down on the coffee table and looked at the puzzle piece in my hand and put that down too.
Aria looked between us. She'd developed a reliable instinct for when the adults in the room were having a moment that required patience from her.
She picked up a puzzle piece and studied it.
Maya sat down on the couch.
I sat beside her.
"Four words," she said.
"Yes."
"She could have written anything. The whole article and she ended with four words."
"She understood what the story actually was," I said. "Underneath the family and the federal case and all of it." I paused. "It was just that."
Maya looked at the phone on the table.
"I don't want to be a caption," she said. "I don't want our life to be something people read over coffee and feel s
