EPILOGUENo Regrets
DURING THE TIME we were apart—before, during, and after the trial—I had some strange sightings of Martin. We never spoke, but I would see him parked outside my house, just sitting there. He never got out of the car. He never walked up to my front door and knocked. Not once. And yet it wasn’t like he was trying to be discreet. Driving around in a Ferrari made him more than a little conspicuous. In fact, on several occasions friends and acquaintances would call me and remark on Martin’s peculiar vigils, which could often last hours into the night.
He was even there one New Year’s Eve when I was in the middle of entertaining some friends and oblivious to his lurking presence. I discovered this only years later, when Caroline told ...
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