The phone was still in Peter's hand when Caro's voice broke before she could stop it, fragile and unsteady as if something inside her had finally reached its limit. "There's something I didn't tell you," she began, the words slipping out too quickly, too late, as though silence had already been safer than truth. Her chest rose sharply, her fingers trembling at her sides as she tried to steady herself, but the air between them felt too tight to breathe through. Peter didn't interrupt immediately, but his stillness changed, subtle, alert, like he had already sensed the direction this was heading.
