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Beneath the Wig

Author: Haelyn Eve
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-06 10:29:58

Chapter 28

“Hi, Emmita.”

Emma’s eyes flew open. In a single second, her world shrank into something unbearably small.

“Ma… Mom…”

The air thickened in the narrow hallway of the apartment. Almost reflexively, Emma brought her hands to her head and tore off the wig. The carelessly pinned hair beneath tumbled down in messy strands.

“What are you doing here? How… how did you know where I live? How do you know my other name?”

The woman took one step inside. She closed the door gently behind her. But her gaze… her gaze was anything but gentle.

“Did you really think I wouldn’t notice?”

Emma didn’t answer.

“Did you honestly believe I could look at your photos, watch your videos, hear your voice on the phone, and not see something had changed?” Her mother’s jaw tightened. “First it was your voice—lower. Tense. Then the silence. The excuses. The messages instead of calls. And then… that day Anne took me to the hospital…”

Emma swallowed hard.

“…they wouldn’t let you in. You couldn’t sh
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