It felt strange to have let herself into Malachi’s house. It felt stranger still to have given the gate security agent her sister’s information to let her through and the man hadn’t blinked an eye at her giving the direction.
She heard the rideshare car pulling into the driveway, and she got up from where she sat on the sofa and moved to the front door. Caris frowned at Maris as she got out of the car and noted her sister appeared to have been crying, possibly for hours.
As soon as she got near her, Maris fell into her arms, sobbing hysterically and Caris gently pulled her into the house and straight to the sofa.
“What is going on Maris?”
“I’m so dumb,” she wailed as she sniffed, demonstrating the term ugly cry to the letter.
“So, dumb you almost married a serial rapist who has had a
