Sienna

The room, already thick with tension, seemed to freeze when the lawyer handed the folder to my father. Every eye in the room followed the movement, each guest holding their breath, unsure of what was about to unfold. The air was stifling now, suffocating with a sense of impending doom. I didn’t know what was inside the folder, but whatever it was, it felt like the key to unlocking something far more dangerous than I could have anticipated.

Angela stood rigid, her smile faltering for ...