for an escape. Panic crept into her wide eyes, but Beth-Beth, her ever-protective mother-wasn't

her chair scraping against the floor as she s

s he leaned back, arms folded. "And we're not talking about just any s

witched. The tears vanished. Her expression darkened into something almost... in

voice dipped into something more venomous. "I didn't do anything to des

ad been listening in with shit

nothing to harm this family, Missy. We are talking about you and you

voice dripping with spite. "Well,

ace the consequences for your actions. I have seen the footage from the security cameras, Britney. Ev

y the escalating argument. Rushing to the staircase, she found Matt

ng on?" she

as he murmured, "Britney is fin

ean? You two have worshipped the

snapped their heads toward her, th

" she

muttered darkly, "but then we rea

haled sharpl

" Matt scoffed. "We'

wisted. "Then why did

lurking, listening. Every time we got close to w

he's a sneaky little eavesdropper. She caught us talki

mind racing. "What kind of s

scuss that after we see

ng, Britney. If you do, you'll go to military school for two years. If not, you're going for a long, long time.

e could respond. "Wyatt, she is my daughter. You cann

e became my daughter as well. And considering you took part

. "If you dare say one more word, so help me,

e house w

ng to process the fact that Wyatt-calm, controlled, lawye

er seat, her face paling.

s. "FINE!" she shrieked. "I did it all, okay?! I made An

gaze, something like disappointment flickering in his eyes. "Maybe military school can h

turned to Wyatt, eyes glinting with pure malice. "Did you know your sons robbed a liquor st

s face went pal

against his chest, stopp

nge. He simply exhaled throug

blinked.

se was acts of anger from losing their mo

h opening and closing, grasp

ep them from telling me what you wer

was all the conf

taller. "That seals it. You're going

gly, full of rage. "YOU TRI

and you have no remorse in the awful acts you did. Now go

ow. "You haven't even

ts owns a military school. By the time w

before bolting upstairs. The moment

a stood in a row, arms c

eet, isn't it?

ormed past them, slamming her

s-until a voice sliced thro

ing. Laced

iled, attention-see