Chapter 35: Lake Hollow
The drive to Lake Hollow felt endless.
Rain battered the windshield.
Thunder rolled across the dark sky.
The deeper they traveled into the mountains, the more isolated the world became.
No houses.
No traffic.
No lights.
Just darkness.
And secrets.
Amelia sat in silence.
Her thoughts raced uncontrollably.
Seven years.
For seven years she had believed her mother died in a tragic accident.
For seven years she had accepted the official reports.
The police findings.
The funeral.
The condolences.
Now every single piece of it felt like a lie.
Beside her, Alexander remained focused on the winding road.
Victor sat in the back seat, visibly tense.
The closer they got to Lake Hollow, the worse he looked.
Amelia noticed.
So did everyone else.
"Tell me."
