Susanna
“You’re lying! She’s dead because of you!” I screamed, each word scraping my throat raw. My voice came out choked and desperate, but I didn’t care. “You might not have set her on fire with your own hands, but your poison led him there! Don’t act like you’re innocent!”
Abigail’s eyes didn’t soften. She held my gaze with that same cold, composed look that made me feel like a child in the shadow of something too vast and too sharp to touch.
I shakily took a step towards her, rage and sorrow racing through my limbs. “You think you’re so smart, don’t you? But I see it. I feel it! Your hands carry her blood! You think you can just… you can just stand there and pretend none of this is on you?”
My vision swam, tears blurring everything except her expression. She still had that same goddamned impassive face.
My fists clenched at my sides. “This is all about what I did back then, isn’t it?!” I spat. “You’ve wanted to ruin me ever since. Admit it. All of this… every cruel twist, every
