I could not sleep no matter how hard I tried, even when I had closed my eyes so tight
Carson's reaction wasn’t what I expected. He was too calm, too composed. He didn’t even try to deny anything, he just told me to mind my business.
I wanted to believe he was telling the truth. I really did. But something felt off.
“Maybe I'm overthinking”.I said to myself trying to shake off the feelings.
If those documents weren’t important, why was he hiding them? And why did I see my father’s name on one of the files?
I sighed, rubbing my forehead.
The more I thought about it, the more I realized I needed to talk to someone. Someone I trusted. And that person was Fred.
Fred had been there for me when my father was arrested, he was the one who supported me when I had nothing. He even convinced me
