Chapter 4 - Daniel’s Rage Explodes Across the Living Room Floor
The video clip ended with a sharp click, leaving the living room enveloped in a heavy, suffocating weight.
I turned slowly to face Vanessa, who was now trembling violently against the edge of the mahogany coffee table.
“You planned to ship my son away to a remote boarding school the moment we signed the marriage registry?” I asked quietly.
My voice was terrifyingly calm, carrying the lethal stillness of a gathering hurricane before it strikes land.
“Daniel, please let me explain! That video was taken out of context by my toxic ex-fiancé!” Vanessa cried hysterically.
“You lied about carrying my child, you strapped a balloon to your stomach, and you plotted to steal my son!” I roared.
The force of my shout shook the decorative picture frames hanging on the nearby walls.
My mother staggered backward, colliding heavily with the bookshelf as the full magnitude of the betrayal hit her.
“You absolute monster,” my mother whispered, staring at the woman she had practically welcomed into our family.
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Vanessa dropped to her knees on the Persian rug, sobbing fake tears while clawing at the hem of my trousers.
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