“Emma, baby, please. I’m losing my mind. I came home and saw the blood, and I thought you were dead. Do you know what that did to me? I couldn’t breathe. I know I messed up, okay? But you have to admit you scared me too. You should have called someone else if it was that serious.”
Daniel, standing near the door, closed his eyes.
Ryan continued.
“The cops are acting like I’m some monster. You know me. Tell them I didn’t know. Tell them we had an argument and I thought you were okay. We can fix this. We can still be a family.” Familycounseling services
The message ended.
The room stayed silent.
I looked down at Ethan sleeping in my arms.
Then I whispered, “No.”
That afternoon, Detective Bennett returned with news.
Ryan had been released while the investigation continued, but his passport had been flagged. His friends had already given statements. Two of them admitted Ryan had ignored repeated jokes from them asking whether he should “check on the wife.”
One friend had recorded a longer video Ryan never posted.
In it, someone asked, “What if she actually needs you?”
Ryan had laughed.
“Then she’ll finally learn not everything is about her.”
Detective Bennett played only the audio for me.
The room disappeared around the sound of his voice.
That laugh.
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