Chapter 537

Wesley thought back to the diary Charles had shown him-the one Sandy had written.

She'd hidden it herself, wedged deep between the mattress and box spring.

Aiden had found it when he'd hired someone to clean out the lake house.

He gave it to Charles.

Charles read it, and then passed it on to Wesley.

Wesley could never forget how much his heart ached as he read Sandy's words.

Sandy had grown crooked.

But it was Dahlia who had twisted her.

She was just a child.

A little girl desperate for her mother's love.

From the moment she could remember, her biggest wish was for her mom to love her the way other moms loved their children.

She'd thought, if she just did everything her mother asked, if she was good and obedient, maybe one day her mom would love her.

If her mom didn't love her enough, it had to be because she wasn't good enough, because she hadn't done enough to make her mother proud.

So, when Dahlia told her to set up Charlie, she listened.

When Dahlia told her to frame Evelyn, she did it without question.

illness and trick Charles into

would reward her

that making Charlie miserable, hurting Evelyn and her daughter, was the right thing

influence, Sandy's sense of right and

who

driven her to

Wesley thought about it,

line in Sandy's diary: Mom, I love you so

voice trembling with rage. "I wish I could cut your heart open and see

blade pressed against Dahlia's

sliced through skin

the knife splitting

crashed over her, cold sweat pouring

face drained of

scream tore through the

dare struggle, terrified that the slightest movement

I swear, I know I was

me this once, please?"

Wesley didn't even blink.

was merciless,

deliberately, leaving a

above

gushed out, soaking her

button-down shirt in crime

time the first cut was over, Dahlia's hair and shirt clung

cold sweat.

for breath,

thought it was over, that the pain had ended-but

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