Liz
Hearing all of that from Henry wasn’t easy, especially knowing that Patrick killed my parents out of pure jealousy. If not for this relentless thirst for power, my parents would still be here with me.
"Are you okay?" Henry asks gently.
"I think so." The truth is, hearing everything left me feeling terrible. The only thing running through my mind was my parents—nothing else. "I just need to process all of this."
"Come on, I’ll make you some tea," Henry says, taking me by the arm.
We head to the kitchen, where Sandra has already prepared breakfast for us.
"What happened, my dear?" Sandra asks the moment we walk in. "You’re as pale as a sheet!" She moves toward me, her concern evident.
"I’ll explain later," Henry answers quickly.
Since Sandra practically raised him, she already kn
