s. The sound of my footsteps on the polished wood f
dabbing at Liam' s eyes with a napkin, while he put on a show of heaving sobs. Brenda was glaring at me, her fork hel
r voice shrill. "How could you do that to Liam? H
led louder. "My
taking. They were accusing me of hurting their precious son, while my d
able. I didn' t say a wo
said, my voice
e sniffled and shuffled towards me, expecting an a
' s reach, I raised my
ac
t a hard slap, not enough to truly injure him,
instantly, his eyes wide wit
r, her face contorted with rage. "You bastard!" she shrie
ody now. A body that was taller, stronger. I caught her wrist
hand, I slap
ac
o the side. She st
ped he
ac
ag
ac
For every time she had let Liam bully Olivia. For every bit of
ly screamed, scrambling to her feet. Mark just sat
ed back, collapsing into her chair
you hit your own sister! Is it because of that woman? That usele
was a cold, controlled thing no
, but they carried more weight than all t
ocking with Brenda' s. "And from this moment
iam, now genuinely terrified and silent; useless Mark, who couldn
e you all sat down here, stuffing your faces, you left a sick child to fend for h
oth flinched, a cl
n here?" I continued, my voice dripping with
regain some authority. "She' s a clum
' t you dare lie to me. I will not tolerate anyone, and I mean anyone, harming m
hreat hang
if I hear you raise your voice to her, if you neglect her in any
only sound was Tiffan
ce dropping to a dangerous whi
jerky nod. Tiffany
eno
sitting in a stunned, terrified silence. The air was thick with their shock.
l Jake was gone. And Chlo