Instead, he told her she was la ashbi imagining things because she spent too much time alone.
Then he walked out.
For months, Rachel had waited for his calls. She had watched for messages. She had tried to turn every silence into a reason to stay hopeful.
This time, she called someone else.
Her father arrived before the dinner on the table had gone completely cold.
He saw the untouched plates. He saw the suitcase mark near the door. He saw the medicine waiting on the counter.
He did not ask Rachel to defend Daniel.
He did not tell her marriage meant accepting anything.
He simply picked up her medicine and said, “Pack what you need.”
Rachel carried one small bag.
Her father carried the medicine.
And for the first time since the fire, she walked away without wondering when Daniel would return.
But she still did not know the truth behind the phone calls he had been hiding for weeks.
They were not from a client.
They were from someone who had la ashbi once proudly called Rachel family.
Less than an hour after Rachel arrived at her parents’ home, her phone rang.
The caller was Claire, Daniel’s office manager.
Her voice was hesitant, but her words immediately changed everything.
“Rachel, I think you need to know why Daniel’s mother has been calling him every day.”
Rachel froze.
