“But they seemed so in love,” I protested weakly, my voice barely above a whisper.

“That’s the troubling part,” Robert admitted, his voice softening. “Maybe he’s genuinely in love with her, but the investigator had enough evidence to suggest otherwise.”

Silence settled between us again, each of us lost in our own tumultuous thoughts. I felt a mix of emotions: anger at the potential deceit, fear for my sister’s future, and a deep sadness that such a beautiful day had taken such a dark turn.

“I just want to protect her,” I said finally, my voice breaking.