"Do you think we can make her happy?" I asked, my voice quieter now, laced with doubt. "Give her what she wants, what she truly deserves?"
"We can try," Razor responded, and though his words were simple, there was a strength behind them that comforted me. I stared off into the distance, letting the peacefulness of the lake wash over me.
"But we need to brace ourselves for the worst,” Razor added after a moment, his tone growing more serious. “This rabbit hole goes deeper than we thought. The truth is, we’ve barely scratched the surface of what’s really going on." His words hung heavy in the air, and I couldn’t help but agree. There was a lot more to uncover, and I wasn’t sure I was ready for what we’d find.
"Lucas was really hurt that day," I murmured, remembering the look on his face
