"She always watched; you just didn't know. She watched you your entire life. Don't let her down by having to watch you destroy yourself," I tell him before thrusting the letter at him.
He takes it, reading his name on the front. "What's this?"
"From Valarie, it arrived in the mail a couple of weeks after her funeral along with a few others," I say, watching him turn it over between his fingers. After shaking my head, I grab my bag from the counter and head for the door.
"She's dead, Everly. He kept her from me, and now she's dead," he says, and I stop. Tears burn my eyes as I turn to face him.
"She is only dead if you believe she is. That hotel is her legacy, hers. All those women and the rogues? She helped build that. I hated your father for so long and what he did to her; I may never
