“Exactly,” Noah said.

They walked toward a private airport lounge. Emily wanted to refuse, but Lily woke up crying, and she no longer had the strength to pretend she could handle everything alone.

Inside, they gave her water, a comfortable chair, and space. No one touched her. No one pressured her. Noah stayed standing at a respectful distance.

“You don’t have to trust me,” he said. “But someone used my name to expose you. That makes this my problem too.”

Emily’s phone vibrated again. Ryan.

Why are you all over the internet with that guy?