Chapter 4: The Secret Danielle Took to Her Grave
I didn't remember standing up.
One moment I was sitting at the dining table, staring at Felicia. The next, I was standing beside the window with both hands gripping the back of a chair.
Jasmine looked from her stepmother to me.
“What secret?””
Felicia shook her head.
“I shouldn't have said that.””
“Then explain it,” I demanded.
“I can't.””
“You just accused my dead wife of taking thirty thousand dollars to hide something about our daughter. You don't get to drop that into the room and walk away.””
Felicia's eyes filled with tears.
“I never wanted Jasmine to find out this way.””
“Find out what?””
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