Noah POV

I sit in silence after my mother finishes speaking.

Her confession about Spencer hangs in the air between us. The jealousy. The wolfsbane. The miscarriage.

'So that's why they've controlled us all these years.'

My father stands with his back to us, shoulders rigid. My mother's hands tremble in her lap.

I understand now. The guilt they carry. The debt they think they owe Diane.

And how Diane has used it to control everything. Everyone.

The ...