At that time, Susannah William couldn't live without her, pestering her for stories every night. Susannah William was terrified of thunder, crying incessantly at the mere sound of thunder, requiring her to pat and soothe her all night long.
But the little one actually soothed her back, saying, "Don't be afraid, Mommy, I'll protect you."
It all seemed like yesterday.
She reached out tremblingly, wanting to grasp at something,
even just a glance from her daughter.
But Susannah William shrank back toward Sally Breen as if avoiding the plague.
"Susannah, you misunderstood Mommy. It's not that I won't come back to see you... It's that I've been..."
Lucy Morano choked, her words rudely interrupted by William Frye. "Lucy Morano, enough! Stop your nonsense and misleading Susanna!"
William Frye stepped forward, standing in front of Susanna William, like a beast protecting its calf, yet a look of guilt etched in his eyes.
Lucy Morano's eyes, filled with sadness and disappointment, looked at William Frye, a bitter smile curling at the corners of her mouth:
"William Frye, you sent me to a mental hospital, depriving me of my right to spend a year with Susanna.
Now you're turning around and accusing me of talking nonsense and misleading Susanna. I think the real perpetrators of Susanna's misconduct are you and your family."
Her voice trembled, yet in the bustling restaurant, it carried a chilling intensity.
"Lucy Morano, I've told you many times that sending you to a mental hospital is to help you recover, whether you believe it or not!"
William Frye explained with a hint of impatience. Lucy Morano's rage was met with laughter, a laugh filled with sadness. "Treatment? Is there a way to treat someone by forcibly locking them up and preventing them from contacting the outside world?
William Frye, ask yourself honestly: are you doing this to heal me, or to satisfy your own selfish desires?"
Her gaze swept from Sally Blinn to William Frye, her eyes filled with mockery. "Have you been hooking up with her since then?
So you're so eager to get rid of me, a nuisance?"
"Lucy Morano, you... you're completely unreasonable! If you have a rage, you can take it out on me. What does Sally have to do with it?
For the past year, thanks to Sally for accompanying you and taking care of Susannah, it's fine if you don't thank her, but you have the nerve to slander her like this!"
William Frye's face paled with anger as he turned pale.
He shouted loudly, trying to mask his guilt with his volume. At this point, Sally Breen also wiped away her tears, feigning an air of grievance as she spoke pitifully:
"William, I know Lucy Morano has misunderstood me, but I really just feel bad for Susanna and want to show her some love."
As she spoke, she hugged Susanna William tightly, as if seeking protection, but also as a show of defiance against Lucy Morano.
Watching Sally Breen cry, Susanna William grew anxious and shouted at Lucy Morano:
"Look at you, you've made Aunt Sally cry! Go away! I don't want to see you!"
The child's voice was tender, but it was like a sharp dagger, piercing Lucy Morano's heart.
Lucy Morano's legs gave way, nearly collapsing as she stared at her daughter's strange and hostile gaze.
She braced herself against the chair beside her, her nails digging into her palms, trying to use the pain to dispel the despair within her. "Susanna, I really don't mean any harm to you. I know you might not understand what I say now, but I really do love you..."