Back Aftermath
Chapters (68)
  1. Dedication
  2. Dedication
  3. TRIGGER WARNINGS
  4. Full Page Image
  5. 1. Stone
  6. STONE
  7. 2. Lenny
  8. LENNY
  9. 3. Stone
  10. STONE
  11. 4. Lenny
  12. LENNY
  13. 5. Stone
  14. STONE
  15. 6. Lenny
  16. LENNY
  17. 7. Stone
  18. STONE
  19. 8. Lenny
  20. LENNY
  21. 9. Lenny
  22. LENNY
  23. 10. Stone
  24. STONE
  25. 11. Lenny
  26. LENNY
  27. 12. Stone
  28. STONE
  29. 13. Lenny
  30. LENNY
  31. 14. Stone
  32. STONE
  33. 15. Lenny
  34. LENNY
  35. 16. Stone
  36. STONE
  37. 17. Lenny
  38. LENNY
  39. 18. Stone
  40. STONE
  41. 19. Lenny
  42. LENNY
  43. 20. Stone
  44. STONE
  45. 21. Stone
  46. STONE
  47. 22. Stone
  48. STONE
  49. 23. Lenny
  50. LENNY
  51. 24. Lenny
  52. LENNY
  53. 25. Stone
  54. STONE
  55. 26. Lenny
  56. LENNY
  57. 27. Stone
  58. STONE
  59. 28. Lenny
  60. LENNY
  61. 29. Stone
  62. STONE
  63. 30. Lenny
  64. LENNY
  65. EPILOGUE: STONE
  66. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS
  67. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  68. ALSO BY MK AHEARN

I did believe her, but the video itself couldn’t lie. Ethan was involved in this.

She nodded and stood. As she did, she pressed a gentle kiss to my cheek, and I felt my skin warm at the contact.

“I’m going to go up and read for a little, since it’s getting late,” she said.

“I’ll be up soon,” I promised.

I hadn’t missed a single night in the bed with her since that first time. We slept inches from each other, our presence enough to keep each other safe from the nightmares. She left the room, and I turned back to the laptop. I was desperate to find anything to connect Ethan to the most recent victim. I wouldn’t stop looking until I did.

* * *

I climbed in to bed with Len after a few hours of still finding nothing. She was turned away, reading the book I gave her. I tried not to disrupt her, but she closed the book and turned around, her brown eyes meeting mine.

“My family will be back in town soon,” she said.

“For the clambake?” I inferred.

She nodded her head. “It will be the first I’ve seen them since leaving the dinner, besides Calvin stopping by on my birthday.”

There was a hint of uncertainty there. If I could take away everything she was feeling to reassure her, I would, but there was no manual on how to do so. Everything with Len was a learning process. I was way out of my depth.

When it came to piecing together cases or evidence, analyzing what was in front of me, that was simple, an easy task. Trying to navigate what was happening between Len and I was impossible.

“They are your family,” I said. “I don’t think they’ll hold it against you.”

“It wasn’t just one dinner,” she said, and my eyebrows pulled together.

“What do you mean?”

“I haven’t seen them in forever, not truly. Jake kept me away from them as much as he could, isolated me from anyone who might notice how controlling he was. I’ve been blowing them off for years. After him, I avoided them, afraid the damage I’d done was irreversible.”

“That’s not true,” I said. “I avoided my family after everything with Blythe. I still haven’t seen them in person. But after everything, when Grey pulled me back from the very bottom, I tried to make amends with my mistakes. The second I called my mother for the first time in months, the relief in her voice was enough to make me realize her love was not something so easily taken away. I saw how excited your family was to see you that night. Just let them in and give them a chance. You never know.”

She gave me slight smile. “You really are always a voice of reason, aren’t you?”