Gary sneered. “You still have the nerve to bring up Grandpa? The Anthony family is ashamed of you! A murderer like you is not one of us!”
Eloise bit her lip hard, her whole body trembling.
Murderer!
The words echoed in her mind, crashing over her like a tidal wave. It crushed her, breaking her from the inside out.
She had heard it before. She had been called that before. But today... today, it hurt more than ever.
She took a shaky breath. “You call me a murderer?” Her voice was soft, almost too quiet to hear. “Did you see me kill anyone with your own eyes?”
She had held this question in her heart for so long. Years of silence. Years of pain. And still, no one believed her.
Would they ever?
People only saw Eloise's calm face, but they didn't know that she was crying inside. She sto
