“I carried you with me today. I wish you could have seen it.” Daniel stared at the piece of paper. “What does that mean? ‘I carried you with me’?” “It sounds personal,” Helen admitted. “Mr. Harper, was Emma seeing anyone new before her accident? Anyone she might not have told you about?”
“No,” Daniel said firmly. “She was focused on her final exams, her library hours, and her part-time job at the clinic.” He paused, the weight of the realization hitting him. “Or at least… that’s what she told me. Reading her old texts today… I don’t know.” Daniel handed over Emma’s old phone, pointing to the messages from Caleb Morris. “He was harassing her.”