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Chapter 33: False Evidence

Author: Freda
last update Last Updated: 2025-09-05 23:20:59

The storm had been coming for days. Sierra felt it in the stillness of the house, in the way Vanessa’s smile stretched too tight, in the way Damien’s eyes hardened when her mother lingered in a room. Something was shifting, and the ground beneath her feet felt less like solid earth and more like cracking ice.

That afternoon, Vanessa called them both into the living room. Her voice was calm, almost musical, as if this were nothing more than a family gathering. But when Sierra walked in and saw the manila envelope sitting neatly on the coffee table, her knees nearly buckled.

Vanessa sat back in her chair, one leg crossed elegantly over the other. She lifted her glass of wine, swirling the deep red liquid as if she had all the time in the world. “I thought it would be nice,” she said smoothly, “if we cleared the air.”

Damien’s jaw tightened. “What is this?”

Vanessa’s lips curved faintly. “A collection. Something that caught my eye. You know me I notice things.”

She reached for the envelo
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