Emma
I stood in the sunroom, hiding behind the curtain like a coward.
My heart wouldn’t stop racing.
Through the glass, I watched the security gate slide open. Ovie stepped inside, shielding her eyes from the sun as she looked around, first at the guards, then at the tall walls, and lastly at the house itself.
Confusion spread over her face. Then shock and then something like… worry.
She’s here. It’s too late to run. I said to myself. I pressed my hand against my belly and tried to steady my breathing. I had already sent Alex to his room. I needed to face this alone.
Ovie walked up the path slowly, her head turning in every direction as if she expected someone to jump out and explain all this to her. When she reached the front door and stepped into the living room, she stopped again,
