A Question That Opened a Door
That night, after Lily had gone to bed, I asked Adrian casually while clearing the dinner table.
“Have you ever known someone named Sarah Whitaker?”
He didn’t look away from the television.
“Whitaker? No.”
The answer came immediately.
Too immediately.
Something about his tone felt flat—too controlled, almost rehearsed.
I told myself I was imagining things.
But the uneasy thread in my mind didn’t let go.
