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Chapter Six: On my own 

Author: Petee Lisa
last update publish date: 2026-09-15 22:10:03
Chapter Six: On my own

I made it to the guest room before the sound came out of me.

I closed the door, pressed my back against it and slid down slowly until I was sitting on the floor with both hands clamped hard over my mouth.

Margaret knew about Sandra.

That was the thing I could not get past. Not only did she know, she supported. Encouraged. Pushed. Edward's idea of going back to his ex. Then a realization hit me of their earlier conversation at the living.

*How did it go son.*

*Smooth mom.*
Petee Lisa

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