CORRIE

I sat down at the passenger seat next to Salem. His eyes cascaded on to me as I looked through the contents of the flashdrive Arielle gave to me.

All I could see were pictures and videos of Emmette and a woman who looked exactly like me. I could see their giggles, their eyes filled with love as they looked at each other. The one that made my mouth dry was her pregnancy, and it didn't take a genius to know that was when she was pregnant with Emery.

In all the videos that were played, he kept calling her Emerald. Not Karrie. The realization dawned on me, the...