Chapter 6
The time was clear as day. Everyone could see it on the doctor’s face. He was lying.
The crowd turned to me. All those eyes. All that hate.
Dominic’s eyes blazed like I had just confessed to something.
The influencers’ cameras swung back and forth between the doctor and my stunned face. They didn’t
know who to believe anymore. But they loved every second of it.
Evelyn started crying even harder. She knew how to turn on the waterworks. She had been doing it her whole life.
“Scarlett, I’ve treated you like a sister. Why are you doing this to me?”
“All these years, what did I ever do wrong to you? I let you borrow my car whenever you needed it. I let you stay at my place when you had nowhere else to go. I covered for you with your parents. I lied to Dominic for you. I did everything for you. Why can’t you just be a normal person?”
“That baby didn’t ask for any of this. You locked me in that room with those collectors. If Uncle Vincent hadn’t come to save me, I would have died right there on that floor.”
“You killed my child, and instead of apologizing, you brought all these people here to laugh at me? To pick at my wounds? Do you want me to die for you? Is that what you want?”
Vincent stepped forward. He put a hand on Evelyn’s shoulder and glared at me with pure disgust. “You’ve done enough damage. Bringing cameras into my home? Streaming this for the whole world to see? Haven’t you ruined her enough already? What more do you want from her? She’s lost everything. Her baby. Her marriage. Her peace of mind. Just stop. Stop before you make this even worse.”
Evelyn’s tears kept flowing. Her voice kept trembling. It was the perfect performance of a woman destroyed. If I hadn’t known the truth, I might have believed her myself.
But I saw it. Beside her, the corner of Vincent’s mouth twitched. Just a little. Almost invisible. Like he was holding back a smile.
They had planned this. Every word. Every tear. Every carefully timed pause.
I’d underestimated her. I thought I had her cornered. But she was faster than I expected.
Then I thought about it. Dominic had dragged me outside in front of all those influencers. The streams had gone viral within minutes. Evelyn and Vincent must have been watching. They saw everything. They had time to adjust. Time to come up with a new lie. Time to pay off the doctor. Time to make sure that in front of God and everyone, the blame landed squarely on me.
And it worked.
The crowd’s disgust shifted into something darker. Something uglier. They weren’t just angry anymore.
They were hungry.
The chat scrolled faster than I could read.
@ChiTownMom: okay this woman is worse than we thought. way worse. like genuinely evil.


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