Scarlett sent the WhatsApp message, set her phone face-down on the seat, and leaned back against the headrest, watching the night through the windshield in silence.

After a long moment, her eyes went soft and wet.

All these years, and she still couldn't let it go.

She didn't know how much time passed before she finally straightened up and reached for the ignition.

Two light knocks on the driver's window stopped her. A voice she hadn't heard ...