Steffan flew up, shaking his head. “That cannot be true.”

“I know it’s difficult to believe, but her sister would not lie on a suicide note. It’s all here. The dates and other details.” Racheal said, stretching her phone out to him.

He didn't even look at it.

He went to a wall and leaned his head against it.

Racheal felt relief now that he had got a private room in this lounge.

She could not even imagine how he was feeling.

The knowledge that he could have ...