Susanna
The smoke curled up into the air like a dark spirit set free, and I couldn’t tear my eyes from it. The tendrils billowed and twisted, dancing in the distance where Abigail’s car had crashed. My heart thumped in my chest, not with grief or terror, but with a pulsing, bewildering adrenaline. Was she dead? Was she truly gone?
I didn’t have time to dwell on the thought before Conrad’s hands were on my shoulders, shaking me so hard my teeth clattered. As he shook me like a ragdoll, I only watched him, fascinated by how easily his face crumbled with just a hint of the truth.
“Did you know?” he roared, his voice cracking like a whip. “Have you known all along?! Have you known that your enviable life was meant to be Abigail's all along?!”
His grip tightened around my flesh, his nails biting into my arms through the fabric of my blouse. I didn’t wince at the painful sensation. I was too far gone to care about pain or shame or consequence. I had buried Liliana, and maybe now I would g