Grandma Callahan and Aunt Lydia had only known that I hadn’t lived well in the Locke family.
They never imagined it had rotted to this extent.
The way they looked at Marielle now no longer hid their disgust.
Mr. and Mrs. Duval were completely stunned.
They were parents too, with a daughter of their own—normally someone they doted on beyond measure.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have gone mad with revenge against me just because Juliette became a vegetable.
Only now did they realize that not only had I been wrongfully imprisoned,
I had also endured that level of malice without their knowledge.
I saw Mrs. Duval’s eyes redden, and Mr. Duval’s hand clench tightly, as if he were forcing something down.
When they looked at Marielle again, the revulsion was almost spilling out.
Sebastian was
