She was thr0wn out by his family—only for them to realize too late that the house was hers all along.

mother asked.

For a moment, I could not speak.

Of all the things I expected from her, concern was not one of them.

I expected accusation.

I expected a threat.

I expected her to ask how much I knew and whether I planned to talk.

Instead, she said, “Do not go back to that house alone. Not today. Not for any reason.”

My fingers tightened around the phone.

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