Motion detected on Tilda’s trail cam.
That doomed feeling makes my hands unsteady as I open the app to see the image.
It’s blurry.
She’s going too fast.
But it’s Tilda.
She went home.
Chapter 149
Tilda
My hands shake.
But I embrace the cold.
I remind myself that I’m strong.
That I can do the hard things.
Ethan’s truck comes to a stop in front of my house, and I grip the door handle.
As my husband approaches, I open the door.
And I remind myself that I’m worth more than money.
Chapter 150
Ethan
My wife steps outside.
Still in her yellow dress.
Still looking beautiful.
Looking unharmed.
My racing pulse calms. Just a little. And I exhale. “You’re not hurt?”
Tilda presses her lips together, but she doesn’t answer.
“I thought maybe…” My steps slow, and I stop an arm’s length away at the bottom of the two steps.
The energy is off.Herenergy is off.
Different.
“Tilda?”
The sunset is vibrant.
Burning orange glows around us.
And it masked it.