I pressed my lips together, reluctant to involve Lucas in my painful quest. He had already done
so much for me. This burden was mine to bear.
“It’s getting late,” I said, attempting to change the subject. “We should-”
“Was it Victoria Frost?” Lucas interrupted, his tone certain rather than questioning.
I stared at him, shocked by his perception. “How did you know?”
Hope flickered within me. Perhaps Lucas had evidence that could finally bring justice for my
daughter.
(Lucas’s POV)
I took her small hand in mine, my thumb gently stroking her knuckles. Her skin was soft
despite the hardships she’d endured.
“Olivia, it’s just a guess. I don’t have any proof,” I admitted, hating to diminish the hope in her
eyes.
Her shoulders slumped slightly in disappointment.
With my free hand, I cautiously stroked her hair, the silky strands sliding between my fingers.. “But justice will prevail. If she did it, she must have left traces.”
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