Chapter 2: The Guilt He Couldn't Hide
Sarah stood frozen at the end of the driveway, staring at her suitcases.
Then the screaming started.
"What did you DO?" She spun toward the front door, pulling at the handle.
"Open this door RIGHT NOW."
David rushed up behind her, his face pale.
I opened the window upstairs — just enough so they could hear me clearly.
"The guest room was always your room," I said.
"That was the deal.
You chose to break it."
"Mom, this is insane," David called up.
"Let us in.
We can talk about this."
"We're past talking, David."
Sarah's voice dropped to something colder than I expected.
"You have no idea what you just did," she said slowly.
"Do you even know why we came here?"
I paused.
Something in her tone made my chest tighten.
"David." Her eyes moved to my son.
"Tell her.
Tell her right now, or I will."
David went completely still.
He wouldn't look up at me.
"Tell me what?" I asked.
The silence lasted too long.
Then David finally lifted his head — and the expression on his face was something I had never seen before.
It wasn't anger.
It was guilt.
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What David admitted next stopped everything cold.
The real reason they came wasn't about the bedroom at all.
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