A Family Struck by Tragedy
The piercing sound of the doorbell echoed through Maren’s home, stirring her from the comfort of her thoughts.
It was early morning, and the sun cast a warm glow over her patio, but the light couldn’t chase away the shadows of the previous day.
Her heart raced as she opened the door to see Chase standing there, his expression a mix of resolve and dread.
She sensed the weight of his next words before he even spoke. “Maren, we need to talk about the boat,” he said, attempting to sound calm, but his voice betrayed a hint of urgency.