Avery's POV
Conrad pulled into the driveway, and I had thought about all the things I wanted to ask him about today, but I really didn't know where to start. Did I think he killed her? No, definitely not, but why was this girl even here to begin with? She was here for a reason, and I planned on figuring that out.
As soon as the front door shut, Conrad's hand wrapped around my lower arm, and he pulled me towards him. I wrapped my arms around him, and he did the same to me, and we just stood right in the doorway, holding on to each other. It was needed, and it seemed to ease my anxiety some.
"Conrad."
"Yes, my love."
"How did you get wrapped up in this?"
"Honestly, I think I'm being framed, or they are trying to and doing a really bad job."
"Ya, but who would do that?"
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