Chapter 70

• Do you believe him?” Stan asked quietly, his voice a mix of uncertainty and exhaustion.
• I glanced at him, surprised by the question. I had been too caught up in my own swirling thoughts to consider his perspective. He had always been the more grounded one, the one who kept us both afloat when things got too heavy. But this… this was different.
• “I don’t know,” I admitted, my voice shaking slightly. “I don’t know what to think anymore. Part of me wants to believe him—he seemed so sincere, so… regretful. But another part of me can’t help but wonder if he’s just trying to manipulate us again.”