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Toward Tilda’s property.

It’s strange how it feels like hers now.

For so long, it was Jack’s. Now…

Now it’shers.

I inhale the scent of pine.

Jack really did a fucking number with his little death plan. I don’t know if it’s psychotic or brilliant.Probably both. Definitely unethical.

But even without his interference, I feel certain.

I feel it in my fucking bones.

Tilda would still be mine.

I went over therethat day, looking for Jack. Checking in. And I foundher.

I found her, on the very same day she moved in, and I haven’t stopped thinking about her since.

Without Jack, we wouldn’t be married. Yet. But I would’ve kept finding her.

She’s impossible not to find.

She’s my way home.

I turn to the right.

It’s early.

Too early for my plan to surprise Tilda by showing up at her door for lunch.

But…

I take a step.

I can’t help myself.

I specifically came to this side of the park so I could see her.

My phone alerts me with a notification, and I pause.

I’m almost out of range for service. But I have enough to see the image of a car passing the trail cam on Tilda’s driveway.

I don’t recognize the vehicle. But when I zoom in on the image, I recognize the man in the passenger seat.

Fury and fear fill my lungs.

I exhale the fear.

I send a text.

Then I start sprinting through the woods.

Chapter 124

Tilda

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