He reached into the drawer and pulled out a second memory card.
“I saw you buying yours.”
I stared at him.
“Then why didn’t you say anything?”
He smiled.
“Because I knew you were scared.”
He handed me the memory card.
“And I wanted you to see the truth for yourself.”
I looked at him.
Then at the card.
And suddenly, I realized there was still one recording I hadn’t seen.
The recording from the first night.
The night everything had started.
And when I watched it…
I finally understood why Evan had been crying.
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