Chapter 5 - Susan Reveals The Terrifying Details Of Her Pregnancy
Susan walked over to the couch, sitting down beside Emily and gently placing a comforting hand over her shoulder.
“I lost my baby that night, Emily,” Susan whispered softly, tears finally spilling over her lashes. “She pushed me down the basement stairs after the burn.”
Emily’s breath caught in her throat as she looked at Susan with profound empathy and horror.
“They told me the baby didn't survive,” Susan continued, her voice trembling. “For twenty-nine years, I believed my child was dead.”
Ryan ended his phone call with the police dispatch, turning around just in time to hear Susan’s final sentence.
“What do you mean, you believed your child was dead?” Ryan asked, his heart hammering against his ribs.
Susan looked up at him, her eyes searching his face with a desperate, heartbreaking intensity.
“Because Margaret stole my newborn son from the hospital nursery three days later, Ryan.”
The living room spun on its axis.
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Ryan stared at Susan, his mind violently rejecting the mathematical impossibility of what she was implying.
“No,” Ryan said, shaking his head slowly. “No, that’s insane.”
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