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.”

“Blake, Audrey is dead. No amount of wishful thinking changes

shook slightly. “Do you think I don’t wish she were alive? That I wouldn’t give anything to have my friend

there – childhood photos, school records, marriage certificate. She even has a child with

the facts. Evelyn Knox had a documented life in Australia

to accept it. Two women with

was my best friend. Of course I’d be overjoyed

gone, Blake. And she wouldn’t want you harassing some stranger just because

road ahead. Finally,

said. ‘I

cremation. If Audrey were somehow alive, Astrid would

spent months grieving if Audrey were still

sank in, heavy and cold. After a long moment, I

I promise.” My voice sounded distant to my own ears. “If Astrid confirms she’s not Audrey,

Rachel’s POV

you’ll keep that promise,” I said, watching the hotel come into

I gave Blake one last look before getting out. My feelings were a mess – relief that

bed, staring at my

Thalia’s voice

the cat taken care of?”

the phone. “Yes. I

she replied, sounding

Thalia’s POV

the makeup chair, careful not

cat everywhere,” I

of Audrey Sinclair. And thinking of her always led back to that boarding

into the armrest. That place wasn’t a school

to stand in freezing rain for hours. They made us run

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