"He knows! Grey, he knows everything!"Elena yelled in panic. She stood in the middle of the living room, trembling so hard she looked like she might collapse.Grey looked at his mother’s pale, terrified face in confusion. "Who knows what? Mother, breathe. Tell me what happened."Elena grabbed his arms, her nails digging into his shirt. "Victor Crane," she choked out. "He called me. He found the old suppressed police files. He knows, Grey. He knows I pushed your father down the stairs."Abigail who was still sitting frozen on the sofa, immediately felt goosebumps.Grey's eyes widened. His storm-grey eyes locked onto his mother's face."Y-you pushed him?" Grey asked. His voice was dangerously low.Elena squeezed her eyes shut, hot tears spilling over her cheeks. "He was going to kill me, Grey. He was drunk. He had his hands around my throat. I just pushed back. And he....He fell. I swear I didn't mean to kill him, but I left him there. I covered it up." She sobbed, her knees buckling.
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