Kelly
I barely remember storming out of Anderson’s house.
One moment, I was standing in that suffocating room, watching Evelyn’s annoying expression and Anderson’s hollow apologies, and the next, I was outside, my hands shaking as I yanked open my car door and slid inside.
And then, it hit me. The complete and utter disbelief.
My chest heaved as I gripped the steering wheel, my knuckles turning white. I tried to keep it together, but the second I blinked, tears spilled down my cheeks.
How could Anderson fail Aiden like this?
How could he sit back and let Evelyn plant such a horrible lie in our son’s mind? How could he let her manipulate and gaslight an innocent child, and do absolutely nothing?
Did he really love being controlled by Evelyn that much?
A choked sob left m
