She wasn’t jealous.
She was terrified.
And I never listened.
—
Then Megan handed me the final thing inside the envelope.
A voice recorder.
“There’s one audio file,” she said.
“I never listened to it.”
My throat tightened.
I pressed play.
Static crackled for a moment.
Then Claire’s voice filled the office.
“If you’re hearing this, Alice… something went wrong.”
I stopped breathing.
Her voice sounded shaky.
Scared.
“I didn’t know who else to trust anymore.”
A car door slammed somewhere in the background.
Then Claire continued:
