assuming I was distracted by heels and satin. They didn’t know the thin curtain didn’t block sound.
Linda’s voice dropped low.
“Are you sure she doesn’t suspect anything?”
Her sister laughed quietly. “Please. Emily is naïve. She trusts Daniel completely.”
My hands froze on the straps of the shoes.
Linda continued, her tone sharp and calculating.
“Good. After the wedding, everything will be easier. The apartment is in her name, the savings too. Once we get control, we’ll say she’s unstable.”
There was a pause. My heart pounded so loudly I was sure they could hear it.
“Then we’ll send her to a mental asylum,” Linda said calmly, as if discussing dinner plans. “Daniel will be the grieving husband. We get the assets. Clean and legal.”
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