My husband came upstairs and wrapped his arms around me.“Nina, I swear I’ll get justice for Leo,” he said. “But Lana is still young. She doesn’t know any better...”Before he could finish, I shoved him away.“What do you mean she doesn’t know any better? If she’s that clueless, why doesn’t she jump herself?”Then I grabbed a chair and smashed it hard against the door.The wooden door rattled violently, shaking so hard it felt as if the whole house was trembling with it.“Lana Wright, get out here! If you don’t, I’ll break this door down!”Why should she get to kill someone and act like nothing happened?Even if the baby who died today wasn’t mine, I was still going to get justice for him.When she saw how hard I was smashing the door, my niece shouted from inside, “Stop! If you keep hitting it, I’ll jump!”I was panting from the effort. I turned, rushed into the kitchen, grabbed a chef’s knife, and hacked it into the door.The blade sank deep into the wood and wouldn’t come
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