Chapter 51
Moana’s POV
I didn’t know how to feel when I saw Mrs. Miles’ house.
At first, hope had blossomed inside me. Finally, a lead. Finally, a chance to uncover the woman who had kidnapped me, to understand why she had done it, to finally have answers if it was truly because of my step_father. I could almost taste the satisfaction of justice, of piecing together the puzzle that had haunted me for weeks.
But that hope like fragile glass shattered the moment I stepped through the door.
The sight that greeted me made my stomach twist.
Mrs miles was lying on the floor in a pool of blood. Her eyes stared blankly at the ceiling, her body still, lifeless.
I froze. My hands trembled. My chest tightened painfully. A scream clawed at my throat, but I swallowed it. My mind raced, trying to
