Leave.
Don’t come back.
By the time the recording ended, I was crying silently.
“You left because of me?”
Sarah nodded.
“I believed him.”
I looked down at Pauline sleeping against my chest.
Memories rearranged themselves.
That Sunday dinner.
The bank statement.
Kevin scooping it away.
Changing the subject.
Me thanking him afterward.
“He wasn’t protecting me from you,” I whispered.
Sarah shook her head.
“No.”
“He was protecting himself from you.”
“I was the crack in the wall,” she said quietly. “He needed me gone before you noticed what was behind it.”
Then Sarah said there was more.
Of course there was.
While tracing the missing college money, she’d discovered recurring payments to another woman.
At first, Sarah assumed Kevin was having an affair.
The truth was stranger.
The woman was his daughter.
Bella.
An adult daughter from a relationship before Kevin met me.
A daughter he’d never mentioned.
Not once.
For years, Kevin had secretly been sending Bella money.
And some of that money had come from Sarah’s inheritance.
I stared at my daughter.
“Kevin has another child?”
“Yes.”
Sarah had eventually tracked Bella down.
That’s when the story became even more complicated.
Bella hadn’t known where all the money came from.
She believed Kevin was helping her from his own income.
