They had spent the whole summer acting careful. My mother clipped coupons in front of me and sighed over grocery prices. My father shook his head when I suggested one quiet weekend away together, like I had asked him to buy a second house instead of share a motel room and a diner breakfast. “This summer we’re staying in,” Mom told me. “It’s just too much.” I believed her because believing them had become a reflex, even after years of little disappointments. They knew I kept one reserve account for emergencies, and they knew my health was the reason I guarded it like oxygen. At 3:08 in the morning, my phone buzzed hard enough to wake me. The notification said $9,860 had been withdrawn from my reserve fund. I sat up so fast the room tilted, opened the banking app, and watched my own life turn into someone else’s vacation. There were first-class flights to Mykonos. There was a luxury suite, a private driver, designer shops, spa treatments, and restaurant holds that cost more than my rent. Every charge use

Audrey assumed it would be someone from her office.

Instead, Seraphina entered.

She was no longer wearing the wedding gown.

She wore a gray hospital sweatshirt over a white silk slip, and her hair had been pulled into a loose knot. Traces of makeup remained beneath her eyes, but the careful image from the ballroom was gone.

For once, she looked younger than Audrey remembered.

Uncertain.

Diana stood.

“I’ll be outside.”

Seraphina waited until the door closed.

Then she looked at Audrey.

“How is the baby?”

“Stable for now.”

Seraphina nodded.

“That’s good.”

Neither of them spoke for several seconds.

Audrey watched her twist the wedding ring on her finger.

“You changed clothes,” Audrey said.

“My dress was taken as evidence.”

Audrey had not expected that.

“Why?”

“There was a flash drive sewn into the lining.”

The monitor beside Audrey continued its steady rhythm.

“A flash drive?”

Seraphina walked to the window but did not open the blinds.

“I didn’t know it was there.”

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