Chapter 310

Blake’s POV

‘I don’t just want Astrid to know about Snow,” I said, watching the landscape blur past the car window. “I want her and Ethan to meet this Mrs. Knox in person.”

If that woman truly was Audrey, she might fool me or Rachel, but her closest friends? No chance. Astrid and Ethan would recognize her instantly.

Rachel handed back my phone with a sigh. “Fine. I’ll contact Thalia when we get back.”

She hesitated before continuing. “Look, I get you want to make things right with Audrey. But if this doesn’t pan out… you need to stop.

“This woman has a family, Blake. We can’t keep disrupting their lives on a hunch.”

I raised an eyebrow. “Family? You call that a family? They don’t even sleep in the same room.”

“What kind of husband doesn’t know his wife’s basic habits? Their whole setup is off.”

“Legally, they’re married,” Rachel countered, leaning forward. “Blake, promise me something. If Astrid and Ethan meet her and confirm she’s not Audrey… you’ll back off.”

Her voice hardened. “Promise me that, and I’ll help. Otherwise, I’ll do everything I can to stop you.”

I stared at her. “Are you threatening me?”

“Yes,” she said simply. “That’s exactly what I’m doing.”

“Sometimes I wonder if you ever considered Audrey a friend,” I said. “She did everything for you. When she was dying, she still found a way to get you away from the Rose family.”

I clenched my fist. “If she meant anything to you, you’d want her back just as much as I do.”

pained laugh. “Blake, Audrey

voice shook slightly. “Do you think I don’t wish she were alive? That I wouldn’t give

all there – childhood photos, school records, marriage certificate.

couldn’t deny the facts. Evelyn Knox had a documented life in Australia

me still refused to accept it. Two

a tear. “Audrey was my best friend. Of course I’d be overjoyed

she’s gone, Blake. And she wouldn’t want you harassing

time, watching the road ahead. Finally, I had to ask,

Rachel said. ‘I

her seat. “Astrid handled her cremation. If Audrey were somehow alive,

have spent months grieving if Audrey were still out there

in, heavy and cold. After a long moment,

I promise.” My voice sounded distant to my own ears. “If Astrid confirms she’s

Rachel’s POV

keep that promise,” I

relief that he’d agreed, worry

of the bed, staring at

Thalia’s voice came

the cat taken

hand tightened around the phone. “Yes. I found

replied,

Thalia’s POV

in the makeup chair, careful not to disturb the

that cat everywhere,”

of Audrey Sinclair. And thinking of her

place wasn’t

hours. They made us run laps at

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