Chapter 6: The Girl Who Knew Too Much
My father ran outside.
But whoever had been there was already gone.
The driveway was empty.
The morning air was cold against my skin as I stood beside him, staring at the road.
“Someone was watching us,” I said.
My father nodded.
His expression had changed.
He was no longer confused.
He was afraid.
“We need to be careful.””
I looked at him.
“Careful?””
He turned.
“Aaliyah.””
“No.””
I shook my head.
“Every time something happens, everyone tells me to be careful. Be patient. Be understanding.””
My voice cracked.
“But nobody tells me the truth.””
He looked away.
Because he knew I was right.
When we returned inside, Mia was standing in the hallway.
She looked at both of us.
Then at the letter in my father’s hand.
“What did you find?””
My father’s eyes narrowed.
“How much do you know?””
Mia’s face changed.
Only slightly.
But enough.
“I don’t know what you mean.””
“You knew about my mother.””
Silence.
Mia looked at me.
Then down.
For the first time, she didn’t look confident.
She looked scared.
“I was little.””
“How old?””
“Eight.””
I stared at her.
“You remember?””
She nodded slowly.
“Some things.””
My father stepped closer.
“Why didn’t you say anything?””
Mia laughed bitterly.
“Would you have believed me?””
Nobody answered.
Because we all knew.
A child’s voice was easy to ignore.
Especially when adults wanted silence.
Mia sat on the stairs.
“When my mom married your dad, she told me to forget the past.””
I watched her carefully.
“She said some things were better left buried.””
“What things?””
Mia looked at me.
“The night your mother died.””
My heart raced.
“Tell me.””
She hesitated.
Then whispered:
“I saw Lauren arguing with your mother.””
The hallway went silent.
“When?””
“The night she died.””
My father closed his eyes.
“Mia…”
“I was in the car.””
Her voice shook.
“My mom thought I was asleep.””
She looked at me.
“But I wasn’t.””
I stepped closer.
“What did you hear?””
Mia swallowed.
“They were fighting.””
“About what?””
“Money.””
My father’s jaw tightened.
“What else?””
Mia looked terrified.
“Your mother told my mom she was going to tell you the truth.””
“What truth?””
Mia shook her head.
“I don’t know.””
“You must have heard something.””
She looked down.
Then she said:
“I heard your mom say one thing.””
The entire house felt frozen.
“What?””
Mia’s eyes filled with tears.
“She said, ‘If you hurt him, I’ll make sure Aaliyah knows everything.’”
I felt a chill.
“Him?””
Mia nodded.
“She wasn’t talking about you.””
My father stepped forward.
“Who was she talking about?””
Mia looked toward the stairs.
“I don’t know.””
Then she whispered:
“But after your mother left…”
She stopped.
“What?””
Mia looked at me.
“My mom told someone on the phone that the problem was finally gone.””
My stomach turned.
“Who was she calling?””
Mia shook her head.
“I never saw.””
For years, I thought Mia hated me because she was cruel.
Maybe she did.
But now I wondered if jealousy was only part of the story.
Maybe she had grown up surrounded by secrets.
Maybe she had been protecting someone.
Or maybe she had been protecting herself.
My father looked at her.
“Why did you destroy Aaliyah’s dress?””
Mia’s face changed.
The question hurt her.
“I didn’t know someone would send that message.””
I froze.
“You know about the message?””
She looked at me.
Then immediately looked away.
That was all the proof I needed.
“You knew.””
Mia stood.
“No.””
“You knew someone was watching.””
“I said no.””
“Then how did you know about the message?””
She didn’t answer.
My father stepped between us.
“Mia.””
Her eyes filled with tears.
“I didn’t destroy that dress because I hated Aaliyah.””
I stared at her.
“Then why?””
She looked at me.
And for the first time, I saw something real.
Fear.
“Because I was trying to stop you from going to graduation.””
My heart stopped.
“What?””
Mia whispered:
“Because the person who sent that message was planning something bigger.””
Nobody spoke.
“What were they planning?”” my father asked.
Mia looked toward the front door.
Then back at us.
And said the words that changed everything.
“They weren’t trying to ruin your graduation.””
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She swallowed.
“They were trying to make sure you never made it there alive.””
