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The first line on the paper said my father had murdered my mother—and that I had helped him hide the body.
I screamed so loudly that two nurses came running into the corridor.
Ben caught me before my knees hit the polished hospital floor. The sheet slipped from my fingers and drifted down between us, turning once in the air before landing faceup beneath the fluorescent lights.
For one terrible second, I could still see the words.
Claire, if you are reading this, I may be dead. Dad killed Mom, and without knowing it, you gave him the perfect alibi.
“No,” I gasped.
Ben held my shoulders. His face had gone beyond pale. It looked emptied of blood, carved from cold wax.
“Claire, listen to me.”
