Emre:
"Both of you, sit down and tell me what happened," Mom asked sternly, but whenever she glanced at Abigail, she would melt down, ending up hugging her to calm her down.
I didn’t know how to explain to her that I had killed him in self-defense. She would bring up my job, emphasizing how fighting in wars had led me to take that action. Abigail had already accused me of it, or I expected that accusation to be thrown at me more than ever now.
"Emre! Emre killed him," Abigail finally broke down and told the truth. My mother's eyes widened, and I lowered my head even more in guilt.
"What is she saying? Did you kill her grandfather?" Mom gasped, breaking the hug from Abigail to glare into my soul.
"He was beating her up, and then he tried to attack me with a broken glass shard," I defen
