Chapter 2: The Folder on the Table
I didn't cry.
I didn't slam the door.
I smiled at her and said, "Come in."
Rachel blinked.
That was clearly not what she expected.
She stepped inside slowly, eyes still moving around the hallway like she was taking inventory.
I offered her a seat at the kitchen table.
She took it.
Then I picked up my phone and called Tyler.
He answered on the second ring.
"Hey, can you come home?" I said.
"There's someone here who needs to talk to us both."
Silence.
"Who is it?" he asked.
"Rachel," I said.
The line went so quiet I could hear him breathing.
He showed up twenty minutes later.
When he walked through the door and saw her sitting at our kitchen table, the color drained from his face.
Rachel stood up.
"Tyler, I told her."
He looked at me.
"Debra, I—"
"Sit down," I said.
And he did.
That's when I reached into the kitchen drawer and placed a folder on the table between them.
Tyler stared at it.
Rachel stared at it.
Neither of them moved.
"Go ahead," I said quietly.
"Open it."
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What was inside that folder — and why did Tyler's hands start shaking the moment he saw it?
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