Chapter 2 - Susan Enters The Living Room With Shocking Evidence
The heavy air inside the Dallas living room suddenly felt entirely frozen in place.
Ryan dropped his phone onto the plush carpet as Susan stepped past the threshold into the entryway.
Margaret’s face lost every shred of color, turning as white as the parchment paper clutched in Susan’s trembling hands.
“You shouldn't be here,” Margaret choked out, her voice pitching upward in sheer panic.
Susan ignored her completely, locking her gaze onto Ryan, whose chest heaved with overwhelming confusion and rage.
“My name is Susan Miller,” the older woman repeated, her voice steady despite the deep emotional scars etched across her features.
Emily remained seated on the edge of the sofa, one hand protectively cradling her swollen stomach where the hot iron had pressed just minutes before.
“What are you talking about?” Ryan demanded, looking back and forth between his mother and the stranger standing in his hallway.
“Ask her what she did to me in the winter of nineteen-ninety-seven,” Susan said, pointing a steady finger directly at Margaret.
Margaret lunged forward like a cornered animal, attempting to slam the front door in Susan’s face.
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Ryan intercepted her with lightning speed, grabbing his mother’s wrist and holding her back with iron force.
“You will stay right here and let her speak,” Ryan commanded, his voice shaking with a terrifying, unfamiliar fury.
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