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Chapter 116

Author: Gemma Adams
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I sank into the worn fabric of the sofa, gently rocking Penny and Aiden in their bouncers, their tiny forms cradled in the soft embrace of the fabric. My gaze drifted into the void, lost in thought. Brodie occupied the other side of the room, focused intently on feeding Theo, a silence stretching between us that felt heavier than usual. Since his arrival home, barely a word had passed our lips, and the weight of that unsaid tension hung in the air.

Outwardly, I might have appeared still, a picture of calm amid the chaos of parenthood, but inside, my mind raced with a frenetic energy. The brief conversation I had had with my dad lingered in my thoughts, a discordant melody in an otherwise familiar tune. Everything about him had shifted, settled into an unsettling new reality. He still possessed all his memories, yet they were tainted, devoid of any recollection of Marcus’s presence, barring the bitter remnants of negative moments. In his mind, his brother had been living with

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  • The Whispers in the Woods   Chapter 118

    Gerald returned with Theo just five minutes later. I immediately cuddled my baby boy, feeling guilty for pretending he was a pet, even though it was necessary. “What did they want?” Gerald asked, nodding toward the officers.“They were after information about Rachelle and ended up learning more than they bargained for. Turner must have orchestrated this. They’re convinced Brodie and I were involved even before she vanished. I had no choice but to agree with them on the triplets' conception date, as revealing the truth—that it happened only a few months ago—was out of the question.” I knew that Gerald wouldn’t reprimand me or give me the kind of disapproving look my father often did, but it didn’t matter; the damage was done."You did the right thing. Protecting against exposure is crucial. I'll talk to Brodie when he returns." He implied he'd mediate with Brodie on my behalf before any harsh reactions. I wouldn't blame Brodie; I had sacrificed him to save the camp, tho

  • The Whispers in the Woods   Chapter 117

    When I told John that Mary had left, he decided to return to the house in hopes that she would come back. I tried to keep my response brief and played dumb. It was the wrong choice, as I knew it would lead him to blame Marcus for her departure, but I needed some time. I had at least made a decision regarding Marcus and had invited him to the cabin to talk. He wasn’t due for a couple of hours, so I busied myself tidying up while the babies slept. I probably should have been trying to catch up on some sleep, but I found it impossible to shut my brain off long enough to indulge in that luxury.The knock on the door made me pause. It was unusual for anyone to knock; most people stayed away, and those who came didn’t bother to announce their arrival. When I swung the door open, I found two police officers standing in front of me. “Can I help you?”“Yes. We are looking into the disappearance of a young woman and have been given your name in connection with the case. Is your

  • The Whispers in the Woods   Chapter 116

    I sank into the worn fabric of the sofa, gently rocking Penny and Aiden in their bouncers, their tiny forms cradled in the soft embrace of the fabric. My gaze drifted into the void, lost in thought. Brodie occupied the other side of the room, focused intently on feeding Theo, a silence stretching between us that felt heavier than usual. Since his arrival home, barely a word had passed our lips, and the weight of that unsaid tension hung in the air.Outwardly, I might have appeared still, a picture of calm amid the chaos of parenthood, but inside, my mind raced with a frenetic energy. The brief conversation I had had with my dad lingered in my thoughts, a discordant melody in an otherwise familiar tune. Everything about him had shifted, settled into an unsettling new reality. He still possessed all his memories, yet they were tainted, devoid of any recollection of Marcus’s presence, barring the bitter remnants of negative moments. In his mind, his brother had been living with

  • The Whispers in the Woods   Chapter 115

    She didn’t answer; instead, she regarded me with a gaze that suggested I had completely lost my grip on reality. Each second stretching out like an eternity. Marcus shifted closer, instinctively positioning himself as a barrier between me and my mother, even more than before.“Answer her question, now!” His voice was sharp, laced with a bitterness that crackled in the air, exposing the anger he had clearly harboured for far too long. Despite his attempts to mask it in the past, the eruption was unmistakable, raw and unfiltered—an undeniable storm ready to unleash itself. The weight of the moment pressed upon us, each heartbeat resonating with the unspoken truths that hung palpably in the air.“It’s not true. John is her father, and we both know it.” Marcus fixed his gaze on me, searching intently, as if he could uncover some hidden fragment of John within my very being. In that moment, I felt a surge of conflicting emotions—an aching desire for honesty, even if it were

  • The Whispers in the Woods   Chapter 114

    I maintained my distance as she navigated through the dense thicket of trees, each step deliberate and purposeful. My heart raced with a mix of anxiety and resolve, hoping to place more space between us and the camp before confronting her. But she seemed steadfast in her course, clearly drawn to a destination that I could already sense looming ahead.In the dappled light filtering through the branches, I spotted him—Marcus—in the distance, standing with an air of casual confidence. The knot in my stomach tightened; I knew she was headed straight for him, and that was not where I wanted our conversation to unfold. Desperation surged within me as I quickened my pace, adrenaline fuelling my determination.“Wait!” I called out, my voice breaking the stillness of the woods. “Can we talk?” The words hung in the air, laden with urgency and unspoken fears, as I hoped beyond hope that she would turn back and listen.She turned to face me, her expression a mix of surprise

  • The Whispers in the Woods   Chapter 113

    The next morning, I was greeted by my parents sitting in the living room. Gerald wouldn’t have fetched them, so it must have been Brodie. I could have killed him. I wasn’t ready to deal with them. Brodie had already left to deal with business and the babies were all still asleep. I had promised Brodie that I would meet him and Gerald at the meeting cabin as soon as the babies were awake, so I wouldn’t have to deal with them for long.“It’s good to see you,” my mother forced a smile, her voice tinged with a strained sweetness that did little to mask the heaviness in the air. She clung to the hope of normalcy, but it felt like a futile effort. The warmth of her words hung between us, a fragile bridge over an ever-widening chasm. I couldn’t bring myself to reply in a similar spirit; to do so would have felt like weaving a falsehood into the fabric of our reality. The truth loomed large, unspoken, and I could only choose silence in the face of it. “It’s certainly a surprise to se

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