Dead men don’t send texts…On an ordinary Monday morning, Ariel Cafferty's phone buzzes with a disturbing text message. Something’s happened. I need to see you. Meet me under the candelabra tree ASAP. The words would be jarring from anyone, but the sender is the only man she ever loved. And it's been several years since she learned he died.Seeing Drew’s name pop up is heart-stopping. Ariel’s gut says it can’t be real. But she goes to the tree anyway. She has to.Nobody shows. But the text upends everything she thought she knew about the day he left her. The more questions she asks, the more sinister the answers get. Only two things are clear: everything she was told five years ago is wrong, and someone is still lying to her.The truth has to be out there somewhere. To safeguard herself—and her son—she’ll have to find it before it finds her. And with it, the answer to what became of Drew.
"Does Tara seem okay to you? Is she doing all right?"
"I thought so," Larri says. "But that's the thing about living with an addict. You second-guess every little thing. You're always waiting for the next disaster. Addicts lie. You're supposed to say— the addiction lies. But sometimes it doesn't matter who's betrayed you, right? I don't even know how to talk to her about this. I was, like, thirty seconds from packing up my stuff and leaving forever.
I have loved her since the ninth grade. But I don't think I can go through this again."
"Does Tara seem okay to you? Is she doing all right?""I thought so," Larri says. "But that's the thing about living with an addict. You second-guess every little thing. You're always waiting for the next disaster. Addicts lie. You're supposed to say— the addiction lies. But sometimes it doesn't matter who's betrayed you, right? I don't even know how to talk to her about this. I was, like, thirty seconds from packing up my stuff and leaving forever.I have loved her since the ninth grade. But I don't think I can go through this again."
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