Dangerous Games and Deep Cuts
The rain hadn’t stopped since last night. The storm outside felt like a warning of everything unraveling inside the Carter mansion.
Anna stood by the window, her arms folded tightly across her chest. Her mind was still spinning from the medical report she’d found. Juliet wasn’t just manipulative—she was a murderer. And now, Anna had proof.
She turned quickly as Noah entered the room, his expression unreadable.
“She killed your mother,” Anna whispered. “I found the files… the report. It wasn’t an accident.”
Noah nodded. “I know. Isabella told me.”
Anna stiffened slightly at the mention of Isabella, but she said nothing.
“She also told me Juliet is her real mother.”
That hit Anna like a slap.
“Which means…” she began, then stopped, shaking her head. “Th
