I stayed hidden in the storage room for what felt like forever, my back pressed against the cold wall, my phone still recording in my trembling hand. David’s fingers were wrapped around the door handle. He had heard my sob. He was coming. My heart hammered so loudly I was sure he could hear it through the wood. My legs felt like they would collapse at any second. Ten years of lies flashed through my mind in those terrifying moments. Ten years I had believed he was helpless. Ten years I had sacrificed everything. And now he was right there, healthy and strong, about to catch me spying on him.
The handle turned a little more.
“David?” Marcus’s voice called from the hallway, clear and steady. “Are you in there? I need to talk to you about something.”
David’s hand froze on the handle. He le
