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Chapter 93: The Silence

Author: Victor ellis
last update publish date: 2026-09-06 00:28:57

I froze. My mother stood in the doorway, staring at Mark and me like she had walked into a room she was never supposed to see. For several seconds, nobody moved. Nobody spoke. The silence was so heavy that I could hear my own breathing. Mark looked completely shocked. His face lost its color, and his hand slowly dropped from the doorframe.

“Amelia,” he finally said.

My stomach tightened. I had thought she was asleep. I never imagined she would come upstairs, let alone hear us talking.

“Mom,” I
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