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“What happened?”

“I told her Emma was four.”

Detective Harris looked up.

“What did she say?”

I remembered Diane’s exact words.

“She said, ‘Four-year-olds don’t run a house. Adults do.’”

I had laughed.

I thought she was being old-fashioned.

Now I wondered how long Diane had been planning this.

Twenty minutes later, my husband arrived.

He came through the clinic doors looking terrified.

His eyes found me.

Then Emma.

He rushed toward us.

Emma ran into his arms.

Daddy.

She buried her face against his chest.

Michael held her.

Then he looked at me.

“What happened?”

I couldn’t answer.

Dr. Stevens did.

He explained what they had found.

Michael’s face became pale.

He looked at the evidence bag.

Then at Emma.

Then at me.

“Mom would never—”

He stopped.

Because he had seen the bottle.

And he knew the prescription belonged to his mother.

Detective Harris stepped closer.

“We need to ask you some questions.”

Michael nodded.

Then he whispered:

“Can I see my daughter?”

I moved aside.

He knelt in front of Emma.

“Daddy’s here.”

Emma wrapped both arms around him.

He closed his eyes.

For a moment, nobody spoke.

Then Emma asked the question that destroyed him.

“Daddy, are you leaving us?”