Sutton stared at her phone for another ring before answering, putting it on speaker as Keira had requested.

“Uncle Peter?” Sutton’s voice was perfectly pitched. It was shaky, like she’d been crying.

“Sutton.” Peter’s voice came through the speaker, and Blair felt her skin crawl at the fake concern in his tone. “I just heard about Blair. I’m so sorry, honey. How are you and Keira holding up?”

Blair watched her sisters’ faces. Sutton had gone pale, and Keira was gripping ...