Soon after, the Newell family and Aiden rushed in, their faces painted with urgency. Thea crumbled to the floor, tears streaming uncontrollably. “Oh, my daughter, Margot, how could you do this?”
Greg’s eyes were ablaze with fury as he fixed them on Margot. “You ungrateful bastard! How could you do something so terrible? How could our family have someone like you?”
Aiden was overwhelmed with guilt and anxiety. He kept his gaze locked on the knife clutched in Margot’s hand, terrified she might harm Eliza in a rash moment. Speaking softly but firmly, he implored, “Margot, take it out on me. Let Eliza go; she hasn’t done anything wrong.”
Observing their reactions, Margot let a twisted grin creep across her face. Brandishing the knife wildly, she ranted, “Innocent? She took everything from me—my family, my love!”
A dark glint flashed in her eyes as she stared down everyone there, shouting, “Alright, if you care about her so much, then get on your knees!”
Eliza looked at her in disbelief, “Margot, what are you...”
Before she could finish, Dean was the first to drop to his knees. Then came Orson and Polly,
followed by Aiden.
And soon, Greg, Thea, and Evan were kneeling in front of her.
“We’re kneeling. Please, let Eliza go.”
Eliza stood frozen, unable to process the scene.
Watching them all kneel, Margot seemed to spiral further into madness instead of satisfaction. “You all love Eliza so much! You’re even willing to kneel for her!”
“And what about me? Dad, Mom, Evan, Aiden, you used to love me the most,” Margot’s gaze swept over the Newells and Aiden, her eyes a storm of pain and madness.
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