She Called Me Six Times and I Never Answered. When I Found Out Why, I Revoked My Own Mother’s Access Before I Hung Up the Phone

Deleted voicemails.

Anything intercepted.” I looked at Rosalie.

“Specifically, anything to or from Rosalie Donovan.”

There was a stretch of silence, filled with the fast clatter of a keyboard I could hear through the speaker.

Rosalie watched me from the bed, her breath coming shallow and uneven.

A minute passed.

Two.

Then Devlin made a sound I had never once heard him make in the years I’d known him — a sharp, involuntary intake of breath.