Brielle’s POV
Fiona’s eyes fluttered open, her fingers curling weakly around Brielle’s hand.
“Mama,” Brielle whispered, the word cracking in her throat. “You’re safe. I’m here.”
Fiona blinked slowly. Her lips moved. “Gregory...”
The door opened, and Gregory stepped in, his eyes wide with relief. He rushed to Fiona’s side, taking her other hand.
“You’re awake,” he breathed. “Thank God... Fiona, I thought I lost you.”
Fiona looked between them. Her throat tightened. “Gregory... I didn’t leave by choice. Sean—he—”
But her voice broke off as she began to sob.
Gregory’s face went pale.
“What are you saying?” he asked. “Sean... Sean did this?”
Fiona nodded through her tears.
Brielle pulled the photo from her bag. “This was left for me today. It's from the night she disappeared. That’s
