Chapter 3 - Mark Faces the Terrifying Reality of His Wife
Lucy raised her head, her dark eyes locking onto Mark with a look of pure, unadulterated fury that cut straight through his soul. She pushed Jack gently behind her, shielding her son as if Mark were still a threat to their safety.
“Don't you dare touch me, Mark,” Lucy hissed, her voice raspy and broken from hours of screaming inside the industrial freezer. “You spent seven months believing she walked out on us without even looking for a trace!”
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Mark staggered backward as if he had been physically struck across the face by an invisible hand. He turned his head slowly to look at Diane, who was backing away toward the kitchen exit with a face drained of all color.
“Diane... what is the meaning of this? You told me she packed her bags and left town!” Mark shouted, his voice cracking with rage.
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