The smell of a substance that could slowly destroy a child’s body, drop by drop.
I heard footsteps coming from the end of the hallway.
I quickly washed the bottle, hiding my embarrassment.
It was Lara, Baher’s second wife, who entered.
An excessively beautiful woman, artificially calm, her hair perfectly styled even at 2 a.m.
She smiled as she entered the kitchen. “Are you still awake?”
Eliana tried to act normal. “Ryan was a little unwell.”
Lara approached the counter, her eyes immediately drawn to the bottle.
Just a second, but Eliana noticed her.
The worry that appeared and quickly vanished.
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