Chapter 10 - The Fall of the House
Ethan looked up, following their gaze to the camera. He frowned, his confusion deepening. 'The camera? Emily, what are you—'
'Check it, Ethan,' Emily said, her voice steady now, resolute. 'Check the footage from the last five minutes. You’ll see exactly who pushed me. You’ll see exactly who threatened me. You’ll see your mother for who she truly is.'
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The color drained from Ethan’s face as he looked at his mother. The frantic panic he had felt earlier was replaced by a slow, dawning horror. He saw the look on Margaret’s face—not the look of a worried mother, but the look of a criminal caught in the act.
Margaret finally looked away from the camera, her eyes shifting to her son. She tried to open her mouth to speak, but the words were gone. She reached out, a pleading, weak gesture, but Ethan pulled away. The illusion had been shattered, and in its wake, the cold, hard reality of the situation took hold. Emily sat on the floor, breathing deeply, watching the collapse of the woman who had tried to destroy her. The house was no longer a sanctuary of lies; it was a crime scene. And for the first time since she had walked through those doors, Emily felt safe.
