C94 Chapter ninety four

Reality can be so deceiving.

Aunt Jane was a dazzling angel from the outside who knew what we thought about her. Shockingly, she wasn’t afraid to say it directly to our faces.

“Uh, I, uh,” I stuttered. Words jumbled in my mind. I couldn’t get over the fact that my father’s murderer was directly addressing me.

Jane’s sparkling, smiling eyes made me wildly uncomfortable