A Revenge Reborn
Chris staggered back from the blow, blood seeping from the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with shock.
Penny and Martin looked as though they, too, had been slapped, their faces frozen in disbelief.
Penny reached out to gently cup Chris’s swollen cheek, her heart aching for him.
“What right do you have to hit him? Have you lost your mind?”
Martin stepped in front of me and spoke with righteous certainty.
“Chris is still Mom’s son. If she hits him, she must have had her reasons.”