Anabel picked the hoodie up and went back to the house.
“Mom, what is this?” She asked throwing it to the floor.
“What are you talking about, is this yours?” Charlotte picked it up giving it back to her.
“You tell me how the same hoodie that the woman who just tried to kill me is here if you weren’t actually the one” She answered.
“I don’t understand you” Charlotte was puzzled by what she meant. She felt like she was speaking in parables.
“Did someone try to harm you?” She questioned,
Anabel didn’t know what to think anymore, it was either her mother was faking it by being a perfect actress or she really didn’t know anything about the attack and this was all just a plot but the former now had more evidence than the latter.
“Are you seriously asking me that?”
“Anabel, what is goin
